Lied

His lips found my earlobe, and he bit down gently.

"Tell me how it feels," he commanded, his voice low and rough.

I could only gasp in response, the sensations overwhelming me.

He bit down harder, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a confusing dance of sensations.

"Tell me," he repeated, his hand squeezing my hip.

"It...it feels good," I gasped, my body trembling with need.

"Is that all?" he asked, his lips moving to my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake.

I shook my head, struggling to form coherent thoughts.

"No," I managed to gasp. "It's...it's amazing."

He chuckled, the sound rough and dark in my ear.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said.

He released his grip on me, and I turned around to face him. His eyes were dark with desire as he looked at me, and his voice was a low rumble as he spoke.

"Get on your knees on the couch," he said, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.