You will have to make up for it (NSFW)

The way he said those words, sent shivers down my spine, making me feel more beautiful than I am.

"Climb on the bed," he instructed, a different order from the one he gave me on the first day he slept with me when I arrived here.

I made to do as he asked, but he shook his head as he gestured to my clothes. "Strip," he ordered.

I did as he asked, unquestionably. I got out of my clothes and stood in front of him — naked.

His eyes racked through my body, growing darker the lower they went until they returned to my face.

"Get on the bed." He instructed once more before his eyes went to my dick.

Call me whatever, but the thoughts of having sex with him, despite knowing how he thinks of me, aroused me.

I got on the bed like he asked me, and got on my knees before he could ask me to do so. I just knew that was what he'll ask for next. But he surprised me by causing me to fall on my stomach, and flipping me, so I was facing him.