39. He isn't the Only One Winning

Will smashed his lips with Anna’s as soon as they entered their bedroom and he closed the door with his leg. He licked her bottom lip asking for entrance and she granted it to him, letting his tongue swirl around her mouth. The kiss sent a burning chill through her veins. Will grabbed her ass roughly.

She pulled away from the kiss, feeling breathless. She turned around and moved her hair to a side, revealing her back to him. “Unzip my dress.” She literally pleaded to him, desperately waiting for him to touch her as it was already two days.

“Was that your demand?” Will whispered in her ear, tracing her neck with his nose.

His erection was pressed against her ass. She couldn't focus on anything else. “No, master!”

“But it sounded like a demand only.”

Will began to kiss Anna’s neck and her breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes were shut tightly.

“Sorry, master. Please touch me. I need you badly.”

Anna was breathing heavily as Will ran his hands all over her body, tracing the curves