Chapitre 195: Present - 101 Slap Me

Paul came home at the same time as usual. He entered the bedroom wearing the same pristine suit he wore that morning, and he looked just as beautiful as every other day of his life. His flashy watch was on his wrist and, and the tops of his hands were corded with veins. Just the sight of him made every woman wet.

He stopped when he spotted her at the edge of the bed. She stood in black lingerie, a teddy tight around her waist with her tits pressed tightly together, and black stockings that lead to a matching lacey thong.

His eyes immediately darkened from mocha brown to the same color as her lingerie. Then he noticed the handcuffs dangling from her fingertips. Unable to hide his arousal, he swallowed the lump in his throat.