My whole body is awake… in ways I don’t even understand. What am I supposed to do in this situation? If I kneel, that means I’m f*****g weak. But if I don’t… I don’t even want to know what he’ll do to me.
"Do you need me to help you do it?" There’s no warmth in his voice. The way his lips curl makes it obvious…it’s a f*****g warning.
I swallow hard and slowly sink to my knees.
"I expected you to do it quickly, but I’ll let it slide this time." He says, and I swear, I want nothing more than to shove him where the sun doesn’t shine.
"You look so beautiful on your knees, my darling… I should make you do this more often," he adds. His words send a rush of heat below my stomach.
"Unzip my pants," he orders.
I raise a brow at him but he doesn't budge. Taking a deep breath, I reach for his
