Daxton’s POV
When Lilian gave me that stubborn look, and threw down the gauntlet to me, challenging my dominance over the situation, I went from hard to painfully desperate in seconds. There is just something about this woman that presses all my buttons, I want to s***k her and kiss her in equal measure.
My c**k twitches at the thought of her ass across my knees, red with my handprint, I wonder if she’s into that. I’m not into the whole b**m, whips and chains thing, but a bit of light s******g I would seriously be open to.
My One hand continues to hold her hands above her head as the other moves under the shirt she’s wearing inching up to cup her breast.
Lilian arches her back at my touch, and as I pinch her n****e slightly, she groans into my mouth, yeah I think my spitfire isn’t agai
