Sunlight poured in through the glass and glistened on her oiled skin and caused her red hair to gleam and flair like fire. She was wearing sunglasses and turned her head in his direction languidly and smiled. She lifted a hand towards him and he found himself moving forward as if drawn magnetically. He only stopped when he was standing next to her chair with her hand in his. She tugged him down and he knelt next to her. She smiled broadly at her control over him. He was drawn to the feel of her fingers in his big hand. Her skin was so soft and her perfectly manicured nails...