I grabbed her wrists, drawing them above her head and shackling them with my hand. “I think about having you tied down on my bed and using my hand as a necklace around your throat while I fuck you.” I trailed a crooked finger down the elegant line of her throat. I was tuned in to the pattern of her breathing and nearly came in my pants when I heard the hitch in her throat. I grazed my lips along her earlobe. “I want to see you laid out, absolutely naked. I want you to lay there, waiting for me. I want your legs open and your pussy sopping.”
