CONNECT WITH M. ROBINSON
Reader Group: www.facebook.com/groups/M.RobinsonVIP/
SIGNED EL DIABLO PAPERBACK
“Go stretch again, cariño,” I ordered in a dominant tone. Nodding to the barre.
fine,” she stubbornly replied. Shaking her legs and arms out. Getting back into
position, looking at me through the mirror. I cocked my head to the side, arching an
eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes at me, but begrudgingly listened. I pressed play,
allowing the melody to once again take over. She placed her leg on the lowest barre,
making her ass stick out in my direction.
She closed her eyes, needing to get lost in the music, wanting to push away all the
negative thoughts, already feeling discouraged. I stood, taking off my suit jacket.
Rolling up the sleeves of my collared shirt as I stepped onto the hardwood floor. I
slowly came up behind her, catching her off guard.
She froze, turning around, opening her eyes. Peering up at me through her lashes.
“What are you doing?”
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most.