Well,” I said clearing my throat at the uncomfortable stare-down competition between the two of us. “I’ve got to be heading out. See ya tomorrow, Judge.”
“Not so fast,” he bit out, grasping a firm hold on my wrist. I gasped at the contact, because this time it felt more intimate, almost inviting. “I’m not done with you yet, Miss Davis.
He handed the dust pan and brush over. I knew they wouldn’t be much use in cleaning the floor. I also knew the real reason he had given them to me: so he could look furtively at me, as I bent over.
That idea turned me on.
I welcomed it, and decided to give him a good look at what he wanted.
Sarah turned around and there standing just a few feet from her was the legend himself, and he was far from disappointing.
I lost myself there – my mind imagining what was under his towel and what I would like to do to him. – Emma
.. Avoid any Dom with a large ego. Do not mistake arrogance for confidence.
Not that the man needed clothes. God meant for that piece of perfection to have nothing masking the luscious, tanned flesh stretched taut over beautiful muscles.
Could a vow be not all the way broken? Could a sin be not all the way committed?
I’m a master at setting people off…’ accounting my sexual history and scope of experience; surrendering; in conclusion an epic failure