Surrender to desire

The words made me shiver, and I couldn't help but lean into his touch, my body reacting to what he said even though I felt scared. "Mr. Harrison," I whispered, my voice shaking, "what are you going to do to me?" He slowly moved between my legs, keeping his eyes on mine. The thin fabric of my chemise was all that separated us, and I could feel his heat through it. It was both scary and exciting, a mix of power and submission that I didn't fully understand but couldn't resist. "You're so beautiful," he said softly, looking at my body. His hands grabbed the edges of my chemise, and with a gentle pull, he took it away. The fabric brushed against my skin, leaving me exposed. I felt a rush of cold air, quickly replaced by the warmth of his gaze. His eyes moved over my body, lingering on spots where I knew he'd leave marks. "You're mine," he said, his voice deep. "Mine to enjoy, mine to punish." His words sent a shiver down my spine, mixing fear and desire. I knew what was about to happen, an