You may be towering over me, but you’re mine to play with.
*Please?*
Pressing my hand against your chest, I push you to your knees. My hand slides up your throat, pressing slowly as you let out a low groan.
Say it again…
*Please?*
Fuck, your voice gives me chills. Leaning down a little, my fingers push against your jaw so I can bite my way down from jawline to collarbone. Your hands reach out to grab me, but I shake my head and step back.
So hard already for me. I sit in my chair, grinning at the look on your face… so damn eager and needy.
Again.
*Please?*
Uncrossing my legs, I slowly run my foot up your thigh, watching you tense up as I get closer to your dick. You seem to be holding your breath, but then…
*Please? Please…*
You hiss as you breathe in sharply as I gently stroke your length with my foot. The growl you let out has me biting my lip.
My plaything is ready, it seems.
Again.
*Please?*
Please?