"My, you're a sight to behold, wearing nothing but the diamond necklace I gifted you."
Eleanor's breath hitched as she felt her entire body heat up even more.
"Come here, Eleanor."
Eleanor stepped towards him, and he pulled her against him."
"Good girl," he whispered in her ear. Before grabbing her face, and pressing his lips against hers. As they kissed, he gently bit her lower lip, forcing Eleanor to open her mouth. Michael quickly inserted his tongue in her mouth, taking in every groove. Eventually, he pulled away from her; leaving her standing there, panting, and wanting more.
"Close your eyes, Eleanor."
She did as she was told, though she could hear him moving around the room. When he returned, she felt him grab her wrists.
"I'm going to tie your wrists together," he told her in a voice filled with excitement.
