She knew she was his. His to do with as he pleased. The thought of it made her tingle with excitement. Her panties weren't wet or even moist yet, but she knew they would be soon enough. He would tease her. Fondle her breasts through her top and bra. He would caress them gently and rub them. Make her squirm. Build her desire and anticipation. He would make her beg as he aroused her more and more until she was mad with desire. Then he would take her and make her scream with pleasure. Again and again. That's what he promised her. Make the times they had been together pale in comparison. Give up control to him for the weekend and he'd take her to heights she only imagined before. She walked in and locked the door behind herself. With the click of the deadbolt she knew she was committed to him
