Charles

“Crawl to me”

I crawl across the floor on my hands and knees, naked, toward Scarlett. The cool air brushes over my skin. My cock hangs heavy between my thighs, already half hard just from the sound of her heels. She sits in the high-backed chair, legs crossed, like she owns the room and me with it. Black heels tapping once against the floor.

“Closer,” she says.

I move faster with knees scraping and my palms press into the rug. When I reach her feet I stop and wait, head down, eyes on the toes of her shoes.

“Look at me.”

I lift my face, her eyes are dark...