“Ah! My sweet Angelic," Ninsianna teased. "You always recover so quickly. Perhaps I will make you lay still while you reach ecstasy again and again. I do so much enjoy the look on your face as you lose control."
“But it was my intent to pleasure you tonight."
“I’m in charge, remember?” Her golden eyes glowed brighter. “If you're a good soldier, perhaps I will allow you to be in charge of round two.”
His belly jerked at each exquisite tug of her lips against the sensitive tip of his manhood. He fruitlessly tried to slip off his tightly laced combat boots to unhobble his ankles and only entangled himself further in the pleasant trap she had ensnared him in. There was not much he could do but surrender to her sweet, evil plans to turn him into a quivering bowl of porridge.
“Yes, Ma'am,” h
