Completely Yours
He simply stared at me with those cold, calculating eyes.
“Come closer,” he finally commanded.
I walked toward him slowly, stopping a few feet away. My hands were trembling at my sides.
“Kneel.”
I dropped to my knees in front of him without hesitation, the floor felt cold against my skin.
He leaned back in the chair, taking another long drag from his cigarette. He threw his head back and exhaled slowly, the smoke drifting upward.
“You know what to do,” he said lazily.
I swallowed hard. My mouth was dry. This was the moment. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.