The room was dim.
Just a single lamp glowing golden in the corner.
He sat in a high-backed chair—legs spread, shirt open, cock already hard in his hand.
She stood in front of him, completely bare.
No instructions. No command.
Just that look.
That dangerous look.
And three words.
"Show me everything."
She swallowed.
Her legs shook.
But she lay down on the rug in front of him, eyes never leaving his.
And her hand slid between her thighs.
He watched her fingers trail over her clit—slow, delicate, teasing.
"Don't be shy," he murmured. "Rub it like you mean it.Make that pussy glisten for me."
She moaned.
Her hips lifted off the floor.
She spread her legs wider, two fingers circling, dipping, swirling.
"Look at you," he growled, stroking himself slowly."So desperate. So pretty.You touch yourself like a good little slut, don't you?"
She whimpered—because it turned her on more than anything.
More than fingers.More than cock.
Just being seen.
Owned by his gaze.
"Play with your nipples," he said next."Pinch them. Twist them.I want to see those tits bounce when you come."
She obeyed.
One hand on her soaked cunt.The other squeezing her breast—pulling, slapping, pinching until she moaned into her own palm.
"Keep going," he said. "Don't stop."
She sped up.
The sound of her fingers got filthy.Wet. Fast. Sloppy.
"Say it," he ordered."Say what you are."
"I'm your little fuck toy," she panted."Your slut. Your mess. Your everything."
"Then come for me," he growled."Make yourself come while I watch—and don't you dare take your eyes off me."
She came hard.
Back arched.Thighs clenched.Fingers flying over her swollen, sensitive clit.
Eyes wide open.Looking straight into his.
"That's it," he whispered."Drip for me, ruin yourself for me—you were made to come on command."
As her orgasm rippled through her, he came too.
Long strokes.Thick spurts across his chest and stomach.
They locked eyes the entire time.
Two bodies.Two messes.One shared sin.
After, she crawled up into his lap—limp, fucked, glowing.
"I didn't touch you," he whispered."But I owned every second of that orgasm."
She nodded, breathless.
"Next time," he said, brushing her soaked fingers to his lips,"I'll tie you up and watch you beg to do it again."