His eyes remained on me as I climbed on top of the bed. I felt exposed and honestly scared but something about being in his presence gave me a sense of safety. While I was afraid of him, I knew that he could never hurt me. at least not in the kind of ways I was scared of. I knew it was about to happen and I knew I couldn't stop it. What was however more shocking to me is my determination to let it happen and my excitement. I could feel my skin burning up. the thought of him touching me again.
He made an agonised sound in his throat and closed his eyes. his fingers were unsteady as they joked around on his cock. his head fell back and his shoulders relaxed as he got up from the chair. it was almost as if he was frustrated. like he'd been holding back on this for quite a while. The side of him was amazing and honestly breathtaking. His body was perfectly crafted. The way his muscles flexed as he held his member was the most overwhelmingly beautiful thing.
