"Open them." He ordered in his deep commanding voice that finally made me bend my knees in defeat against the dominating presence before me.
His grip tightened as I felt his nails digging into my skin as another moan escape my lips in pleasure because of these cherished sensations,
"P-Please C-Christian.." I couldn't oppose the urge to have him anymore as I spread my legs apart a little.
I swallowed hard and called him again, "Christian.." He again lifted his gaze.
The way his gaze slowly made its way to me is causing a disruption in my mind. Wrecking a havoc of needs for him but I want to control myself.
He then noticed that slight distress in me as his grip loosen. He leaned in close to my face as his hot breath made my hairs stand on their edge.
"Should I stop?" He asked, concerned. His hand on my hand moved down as he began to caress my cheek gently.
