Chapter Eighty
“Yes, Sir.” I said, taking a shuddering breath.
“So eager to be bound beneath me?” He asked, but we both knew that I was ready for it. That I wanted it. He had felt how wet I was and I knew that if he brought his fingers to my core again, he would find me wetter than before. “Isobel.”
“The cuffs are in the nightstand.”
Leo stood, pushing his slacks off as he walked over to the nightstand. He opened the bright pink nightstand and pulled out a set of black leather wrist cuffs. He held them up, lifting an eyebrow up at me. “The more that I’m with you, the more I find things that I find to enjoy about you.”
I brought my wrists up near the straps on my bed, watching his c**k bob as he moved closer to me. I wanted to take him into my mouth, to see how the drop of precum wel
