Mercy, she was a controlling little thing. Not that he particularly minded much, especially since after she shoved him backwards, yanking his pants off his legs. Oh, fucking hell. The sight of that hot little mouth pursed around his cock nearly made him stop breathing.
And then there was the fantastic image of her spread out on his bed, tied to the posts and blindfolded while he had his way with her. His hips jerked up into her mouth and he groaned.
"Fuck, yes. Sure you don't want to decide the specifics? I have a feeling you could be quite...imaginative."