PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Just like you wanted.
Good boy. But I wasn't done. I stepped closer, towering over him as he stood up slowly. 'Strip,' I said, voice firm. No room for argument.
He hesitated, glancing at the door, but then his hands moved to his tie, loosening it. Shirt next, buttons undone one by one, revealing a plain white undershirt clinging to his soft chest. Pants followed, pooling at his feet with his boxers.
He stood there naked, vulnerable, his cock already half-hard like his body remembered yesterday. I stripped too, quick and rough, kicking off my shoes and jeans. My dick sprang free, heavy and ready, veins standing out.