Dominate me by Julia Romush (most read books txt) 📖

The man slowly got up from his chair and walked over to me. I froze, trying not to breathe, not to move and look at one point. I tried not to think about what would happen next.  

I tried not to notice that he was behind me. He slowly through his hair over my shoulder. Accidentally touching the skin. And a herd of ants ran through my body from that touch.  

My breath caught, and I closed my eyes. What I was so afraid of was happening. I still reacted to him. His every touch was like an electric shock.  

Artem's fingers slid down my neck. Slow. 

"If you don't know what to do, just do as I say ..."  

I just listened and didn't dare object.  

"Understood?". - Artem perceived my silence in his own way. He seemed annoyed.  

"Yes", I said, nodding.  

"Fine", his voice was different. Somehow hoarse and laryngeal. The hoarseness intensified especially when he ran his fingers over my shoulder. From top to bottom. 

Pulling a torn breath out of my chest.  

"Then ...", Artem waited, "bend down."  
 

This request seemed strange and very wrong to me, but I did not dare to disobey. As embarrassed as I was, I slowly began to do what he said.  

"Take your underwear off the floor",  I didn't understand what it was for, but I didn't dare ask, - well done, obedient girl. Now straighten up.  

I waited in my heart for him to tell me what to say next. I was afraid to hear something that might have shocked me. Something I would find hard to come to terms with.  

"See the fireplace?". It seemed very strange to me that he asked about something so obvious.  

Naturally, it was simply impossible not to notice him in this room. He illuminated the room, gave warmth and comfort ...  

"I see", to be honest, I was more alarmed than ever by what was happening. Every minute more and more.  

The most incredible thoughts came to my mind. And the question - "can he be a pervert?"  

"Come closer",  I obediently approached and, squeezing my underwear with my fingers, was already trembling with terror in anticipation of the next order ...