John's bare chest glistened under the ceiling lights as he strutted closer to Jolene. Her body burned with desire at the sight of him. The way he moved and the anticipation of what he might do to her in this mysterious room aroused her to the brink of orgasm.
He caressed her cheek and flipped her on the bed, her body pliable and willing beneath him. She squirmed under his broad frame, feeling utterly helpless and aroused like never before. She was afraid there was nothing she wouldn't do. He could ask her for the most depraved thing imaginable and she would say yes, but she was also excited, almost begging to be dominated, humiliated and pleasured. She knew that was exactly what she craved, but even after all this time, she could still not admit it out loud.
Sorry to cut it short here, but you guys know what to do if you want to rob me of my stockpile lol