The room was dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. Victoria stood in the center, her wrists bound by soft leather cuffs, the cool metal of the chain linking them sending a shiver down her spine. She had always been in control, always the one to dictate the rules. But tonight, she had surrendered that power to him—Ethan, the man who had slowly dismantled her walls, piece by piece.
Ethan circled her like a predator, his dark eyes never leaving hers. He wore a tailored black shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with muscle. His presence was commanding, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her. “Do you trust me?” he asked, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.
Victoria nodded, her breath hitching. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good.” He stepped closer, his fingers trailing down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “Tonight, we push your limits. Tonight, you learn what it means to truly surrender.”
He moved behind her, his breath warm against her ear. “You’ve always been so strong, so independent. But here, with me, you don’t need to be. You can let go, Victoria. I’ll catch you.”
Her heart raced as he tightened the restraints, the pressure firm but not painful. He guided her to her knees, the hardwood floor cool against her skin. “Eyes on me,” he commanded, and she obeyed, her gaze locked on his.
Ethan knelt before her, his fingers tilting her chin up. “You’re mine tonight. Every breath, every shiver, every moan—they belong to me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire.
He smiled, a slow, predatory grin that sent a thrill through her. “Good girl.”
His hands moved to her shoulders, sliding the straps of her dress down her arms. The fabric pooled at her waist, leaving her exposed. He traced the curve of her collarbone, his touch both gentle and possessive. “Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with admiration.
Victoria’s body responded to his touch, her skin tingling, her core aching with need. But Ethan was in no rush. He took his time, exploring every inch of her, his hands and mouth leaving a trail of fire in