Would he fuck her?

Camille's POV

I took his hand. It wrapped firmly around mine and he tugged me along with him. I shivered, following him into the bedroom. Cool air whipped against my naked body. I wasn't sure if that was what made me tremble or if it was simply desire that poured through my veins.  

My nipples begged for his attention. No, who was I kidding? Every part of me begged for his attention. 

"Get on," He ordered, gesturing to the bed.  

He looked so domineering. His hair had a few strands out of place, they fell over his mask, framing those piercing eyes. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway and there was a prominent tent in his pants.  

His cock.  

I pouted as I obeyed his instructions. It was unfair that I was utterly naked before him and he was still dressed. I wanted to see that magnificent cock again. Would he let me exp