In charge

Carrie

I was bewildered by his abrupt and seducing suggestion. But I was quick to adhere to it and soon, my hands were slipping down the wetness of his shirt. The hold he had on my buttocks disappeared and I was on my knees, looking up at him as if he was about to lord over me.

Well, in a sense, he is about to.

“There you go….” His voice strained past the noise of the shower. He held my chin and inspected my face with utmost seriousness. “This is a lovely sight,” he said. “Should I make it lovelier? Hmm?” His fingers began to trace the wetness on my skin and that caused a stir both in my stomach and nether area. “Should I make my flower bloom some more?”

His words made me a little shy. And that’s weird. I am never shy when it comes to things like this. Most times, even when I am in a position where I have to be on my knees, I always make sure I am in charge. But with Alessandro, I can’t afford to do that. He overpowers my intentions and desires before I get to realise what’s happening