Lyric
I waited inside the elevator the next morning, heart beating a little faster than usual. Dominic had come to my studio yesterday. His hands on my waist, his hard c**k pressed against me while we moved together. I could still feel it. I wanted more.
The doors opened and he stepped in. Tall, broad in that sharp suit, jaw tight like he was fighting himself. His eyes locked on me right away.
“You llok rough, Mr. Control Freak?” I asked, smiling big.
“Yeah. Couldn’t sleep much last night.” He moved close. “You got me thinking too hard.”
I laughed softly. “That’s exactly the point.” I let my eyes run down his body slow. “You came to the studio yesterday. Felt really nice having your hands on me.”
I saw his c**k twitch in his pants. Good. I liked
knowing I did that to him.
“Tell me
