He hovered over her as he knelt between her open legs, pushing them further apart.

“Oh my beautiful pet, I love when you present yourself to me after a long days work,” he says as he reaches to the side for the button to lift the privacy window behind him.

Shivers blanket her skin at the caress of his fingers against her lips, her chin. Down the valley between her breasts. The way he tugs at the buttons of her top while he slides his hard lower and lower. His palm glides over her thigh, over her soft sheer stockings. She gently moans at the feel of his dress pants rubbing against her feverish skin. The delectable sight of his caramel colored skin peaking through the opened buttons of his white shirt.

“Only for you my Sir will I give my body, my mind, my soul,” she whispers breathlessly.

“Yes my pet, you are mine,” he replies before he captures her lips and begins to take what is his.

Her body surrenders to his touch, to his taste. He holds her in the palm of his hand.

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