"Mm. I meant for you still being here. Wouldn't have had the opportunity otherwise, would I?" he remarked. It was unusual to feel so sweetly affectionate toward someone while his mind was simultaneously having completely depraved thoughts about them. God, he loved her. God, she was hot.
The way she looked at his body was always a bit of an ego boost, and when she reached out to touch him he gave a sort of sigh of pleasure and bit into his lower lip to stop himself from doing anything with his own hands, even though it went against every instinct. He could see how much Abi was enjoying being in control. He felt uncharacteristically nervous, but excited at the same time. And he realised just how much he trusted her. She could do or say anything to him.
"Oh, it sounds like you can be very bad," he growled a little. Her hands on his wrists took his breath away for a moment, and there was a mixture of panic and arousal at her pinning him. Obviously he wasn't really trapped, but the sensation was the same. "What did it taste like?" he asked of her without hesitation.