Boldessa® Devilish

I sat on his lap, the black silk of my lingerie slipping against his jeans. His hands were tied—just as I had instructed.

“You really think you can tease me like this?” he growled, shifting beneath me.

I leaned in, letting my breath ghost over his ear. “I don’t think… I know.”

His muscles tensed as I ran my fingers down his chest, the lace brushing against his skin. He tugged against the restraints, desperate to take control.

But tonight? Tonight, I was the one in charge.