Im_Fine_AF
"Sit."
He commands, and I obey. Every glance, every touch, every whispered instruction blurs the line between pleasure and control. Mr. Lee is more than a man-he's my guide, my keeper, my temptation. In a world where secrets hide in the sunlight, the shadows inside his room leave no room for restraint.
"Good girl," he murmurs, and a shiver runs through me at the praise. His gaze holds me, firm and knowing, and I feel the delicious tension of being completely under his control. He reaches for a small treat, holding it just above my lips, and I lean closer, breath catching.
"Open your mouth," he whispers, and in that moment, I know the game has only just begun...