Chapter Thirty-Seven

EMBERLY*

Derrick followed me into the room, staying a considerable amount away as I swayed my hips, making my way to the bed. The poor guy won't know what hit him. I have many plans for tonight, and taking it easy on him isn't on that list.

"Lay down. It's my turn to dominate," I commanded as I glanced at Derrick over my shoulder and winked.

Derrick smirked and did as I commanded, getting up on the bed. He laid two pillows on top of each other and laid down close to the headboard, and put his wrist together.

I put the handcuffs down and grabbed the wrists and ankle restraints. Derrick quirked his eyebrows questioningly. I bound one of his wrists, checking to make sure it wasn't too tight, attached it to the headboard, then walked around to the other side of the bed and did the same to his other wrist.

"Emberly, I'm enjoying the show, but get over here and help me out before I cum in my shorts," Derrick growled and began pulling at the restraints that wouldn't budge. I'm doing my b