They walked into her bedroom.
“Strip.”She ordered.
He was more than glad to do that.
He was tingling all over as he did as she instructed.
Once naked, she wandered around him, inspecting his body.
His manhood quietly bobbed in the chill of the air-conditioned air like a racehorse straining to get out of the starting gates.
She enjoyed teasing him, walking slowly around him, occasionally touching him, feeling out his muscles and his ass as though he was some bull about to be auctioned, leaning in to inhale the scent from his skin.
She patted his rigid c**k and Mason held himself back from pushing her to the bed and burying himself inside of her.
It was his manly instinct.
But he had to remind himself that he was to submit now.
“Lie on the bed, Mason.”She inst
