@UrGothSecretary "You can say sorry for those late reports...with your body," he informs her with a wicked grin.
Holding her firmly by the wrists, he then tugs roughly at her lace...shoving them down to around her knees, her ass bare with his throbbing lap pressing down against her.
@UrGothSecretary Twisting higher at her bound wrists, she was soon face down on her knees, with her ass high up in the air as he kneels down behind her.
Tugging up at her clinging skirt...before swinging a palm against her lace covered ass cheeks.
@UrGothSecretary Planting his feet between her own...he kicks her long legs out to either side...dropping her skirted ass before him, her hands soon bound together with the tie across her lower back.
"But nothing..."
Ravenmere Hall whispers your name at midnight.
Pale skin, black lace, and eyes that will consume you.
My velvet voice will crawl under your skin and make you throb with need before I even lay a finger on you.
Surrender to the darkness between my thighs.
+pats the chair beside me+
I adore a good story.
Sit.
Talk with me.
You’ll die if you keep all that emotion inside.
Conversation can give the freedom of a rested mind.
I promise, I’ll hang on to every word.
#Trouble