Eleanor

“You’re being naughty again, aren’t you?”

I licked my lips; my pussy purred in response. I was soaking wet at this point. “You like it when I get naughty, so why do you continue to resist me?” I asked softly.

His eyes burned into me as he unbuckled his belt and dragged the zipper down slowly.

“I’m not an honorable man, Eleanor. Once I take what I want, I’m not going to be able to stop…”

I wanted to tell him I’d never want him to stop, even if it ruined me, but the words died on my tongue.

Those eyes were devouring me, eye-fucking me without mercy, that...