16 - Blaine.

Once she's a couple of feet away from me, she stops and gazes into my eyes.

"Did I tell you to stop?"

Her nostrils flare and she continues until her head is between my calves and she can't move any further. Azira keeps her eyes forward, no longer holding my gaze.

"Look at me," I order.

She cranes her neck awkwardly to meet my gaze, and the desire in her eyes makes my cock stir. A natural born masochist that loves degredation. She's too damn perfect. "Now fetch me a pen and paper from my desk." I nod toward the desk behind me, knowing I need to approach this carefully.

Her expression turns irritated, but she does as she's told, crawling on all fours to get the pen and paper I left out on the top.

She's about to reach up and grab the items off the desk.

"With your teeth," I instruct.

Her expression turns shocked. "Sir?"

"I said with your teeth, one at a time."

Her throat bobs and she grabs the pen off the desk with her teeth after struggling to get it twice, crawling toward m