So ... you want me to tell you what to do, eh? You want to be a good little thing for me?
This is where you look back at me with those sexy pleading eyes ... desire plain on your face. Lips parted slightly in anticipation. The flush rising in your cheeks as your heart thuds into your throat.
“Hmmm?” ... it snaps you back from your reverie as you realize I’ve caught you drifting. The twinkling mischief in my eyes and the smirk on my face both reassure you that my intentions are good, and simultaneously thrill you at the possibility that this is going to be deliciously torturous.
I see your knees spread further and your hands drift slowly across your stomach as you bite your lip and let your eyes grow hooded ... naked desire flashing across your subconscious as you nod subtly and whimper your assent.
“Ah-ah” I admonish as you realize what you’ve done. “That’s mine to give you” I whisper “... isn’t it?” You’ve stoped moving with my scolding; and now, again, slowly nod. Your eyes locked on mine, pleading as the electric sparks of needful anticipation shoot between us.
“That’s right ... it certainly is, and I can see you want it so very badly, don’t you.” It’s a statement, this time, and not a question ... and somehow I’ve paralyzed you. Pinned you down with my piercing gaze ... you find yourself unable to move, unable to speak. Your heart thundering in your throat, cheeks hot with adrenaline, sex throbbing with need ...
