He was waiting for her in the chair in the corner. Catching her eyes as she entered the room, she quickly dropped her eyeline and stopped.
“Kneel.”
He watched her drop to her knees, only just having entered the room still in her dark top and skirt from the day. Watching her submit to him always affected him.
He took his time and made her wait as he looked upon her from the chair as his mind began to imagine the things that were about to transpire.
Rising from the chair, he takes the material from the side table and walks around behind her, standing above for a moment. Reaching down with his other hand, he grips her hair in his fist and pulls it downward, thus jerking her head so her gaze is forced upward to his as she kneels.
“I have been waiting for this all day,” he begins, purposefully choosing his words and sharing them in a deep tone. “I am going to consume you.”
He could see her throat swallow from that position as he lets go of the tension slightly as her head drops to be perfectly horizontal before pulling her hair away from her neck and crouching down.