En cours de chargement...
It has been a week since I last saw Hazel. Since I last felt her body shudder over my thighs. She could have been a good brat, obeying my command to not seek any pleasure while I was gone. She should have been, but she wasn't. With a touch of dragon magic I can flex my finger and bring her to her knees. Straddled, willing, and wet. Once there, it is up to me when she gets to drop over the edge before getting back up.
I plan to keep here there, between pleasure and ecstasy, for as long as it takes for her to surrender. For as long as it takes for her to call me Sir.