A wide smile stretched across Ariana's lips as she walked towards Zavren. She did not lie down; she just strode, gently resting her hands on her hips—and before Zavren knew it, she moved.
"I would not tie you, honey. I believe you can control yourself…" she lowered her voice as she moved to the bed, both hands on it, but her knees were not on the bed. Her butt shot out seductively from behind.
Zavren's eyes managed to lock on hers as he tried his best not to look anywhere else. Her seductive eyes alone were cracking his walls of restraint, and if it were her body, everything would shatter. She knew exactly what she was doing. He could barely hear her words as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down swiftly.
Ariana added in a slow whisper,
"I would be the one in charge, and if you move to take control, I would punish you more… hmm." Her legs moved as she climbed the bed slowly, taking her time. Zavren nodded as his teeth clenched together.
