Her body went soft under his and he smiled into her ear, moved his hands to her shoulders and pressed down. She resisted only for a moment before sinking to her knees. When his hands went to the button of his pants, she licked her lips. He was pretty sure she was forgetting her character, but that was fine with him. She struggled against the cuffs for a second, trying to bring her arms forward, before subsiding. She didn’t look up at him, didn’t move her gaze as he lowered the zipper and dropped his pants, then slid his boxers down. He was absurdly pleased when she started to lean forward but then stopped herself and finally glanced up at him.
“Please, Sir, I’m not that kind of girl.” She batted her eyelashes at him, in direct contradiction to her words.
“I thought you were the kind of g
