Breathe in.
Weight to the wrists.
Breathe out.
Weight to the knees.
My cock hung heavy and urgent, bobbing with each brace of my knees and hands, swinging in time with my pace. The crawl teased me cruel and sweet, each shift forward pulling another low, taut erotic thread through me.
A knee forward, and my slick mushroomed tip brushed air, spilling a bead of pre-cum that kissed the marble below me.
I moved over it.
Crawling stripped everything civilized from a man. It was why I was beginning to love it. Everything sophisticated about me had been a costume anyway.
On hands and knees, I was closer to the truth.
I was the beast.
And crawling to her was my whole body’s way of saying what my mouth could never hold steady:
Only you. Always and forever.
More pre-cum pearled at the tip of my cock and then fell onto the dark stone.
Candlelight rippled in the wet sheen on the floor, puddled in shallow hollows where droplets had fallen from the lip of the tub. The flames along the perimeter breathed in time with me—small, steady lungfuls of gold.
“Crawl. . .slower. . .” Nyomi’s words caressed the back of my neck. “Take your time.”
I obeyed.
I lowered my head and saw the world as a crawl demands.
Close.
Humbling.
Honest.
The black marble revealed hairline veins of gray I’d never noticed standing up. A single rose petal had skated across thetile, caught now at a seam. It trembled when my breath reached it.
Another step of the knee, and the petal drifted free. I tracked it the way a hunter tracks wind and then I focused on my left knee hitting the marble.
One.
Two.
Three.
I counted without meaning to, and for some reason that brought me peace.
Each time I eased my weight from right hand to left, from left knee to right, more relief filled my soul.
“Good little Dragon.”
I raised my eyes just enough to find her ankles now right next to the big tub, damp with a sheen of steam. The candlelight turned every droplet into a star that chose her skin as sky. She was still, hands at her sides, chin tilted down, gaze on me—cool, assessing, bright.
Below her, the cuffs waited.
