His tone is demanding, his seductive voice gravely as he growls down to me, “If you ever fucking keep yourself from letting loose again, I’ll keep you on this plane and make you fly around the world until your legs give out from under you. Do you understand me, Princess.” Fucking hell, I love a hand necklace moment. I never thought an armchair could be so commanding, but I am ready to obey.
Oh myyy hee hee
