.."I open my eyes and my heart flutters at the sight of this handsome man staring at me with such care in his gaze."How?"Peter smiles and leans in aga...n, slowly, as if making sure I don't object. When our noses barely touch and he tilts his head, I close my eyes and sigh as he gently parts my lips with the softness of his own and kisses me. I quietly gasp and sigh as his hands move from my waist down to my hips and he pulls me closer, meshing our slender bodies together. We kiss in a trance for. “At least that’s what I used to think. Maybe I’m led by my nose. They say you can smell sexual desire even if you don’t realise it. But I admit I like a bit of a challenge. That girl at the club last week. Remember her?” “The one I saw you go off with at the end of the evening? The short mousy one with glasses?” “Yeah. She said she’d only gone to the Cupid’s Alley because her friend was gay, but you could see she was curious. When I got chatting with her, she kept squirming like she was really. And he parts my legs. I am standing, back to him, head down, legs spread and my heart is pounding out of my chest. His firm touch, demanding me without any words. When I stop and I am silent inside my own mind, I know what I want. I want Ben’s hands holding me firm and tight. I want his power over me. I did not realize this a short time ago. How much I have come to NEED his power over me, his control. To be the object of his pleasure. His voice breaks my thoughts. “Raya, get down on your knees,. I’m sure we can find a diversion until you’ve recovered.” I stepped to the bureau where I’d left my half-filled glass and took a couple of delicate swallows. Then I turned on heel and a toe until I was facing him, “Do you think I’m beautiful?” “Very much so,” he replied, almost too vigorously. “Would you like to kiss my breasts and belly? Suck on them, then lick my pussy?” His eyes had that emerald shine again, “I would love to do all of those things.” “And afterwards, will you fuck me?” He.