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"It's not that much," I claim.
"No? Seems like a lot more than what you used to wear," he comments.
I pour the facewash in my hand, and note, "I'm on stage a lot."
His disapproval intensifies. He adds, "So? You don't need it."
My heart swoons. I don't doubt Riggs means what he stated. He isn't a bullshitter. It's one of the things that annoyed my father. He would declare Riggs needed to learn how to schmooze his friends better. Riggs would always claim otherwise.
I wash my face and rinse it with fresh water, then Riggs unplugs the bathtub, asserting, "Time for bed."
"Are you going to answer me about what facts I got wrong?" I push, not wanting him to ignore my inquiry.
He rises, reaches for my armpits, and lifts me to my feet. He moves me onto the mat, grabs a towel, and wraps it around my body.
"Riggs?" I demand.
He takes another towel, diligently dries me off, fists my hair, and tugs on it. I gasp as he positions his face over mine. In a no-nonsense voice, he claims, "It's bedtime. You need your rest."
"What about you? Don't you need rest?" I hurl.
"Sometimes."
"You don't sleep?"
"No more questions, pet." He spins me, leads me to the bedroom, pulls the covers back, and motions for me to get in.
I slide in, and he tugs the blankets over me. "Go to sleep," he orders, then disappears into the bathroom, and the sound of the shower hits my ears.
I fight the urge to sleep, and after several minutes, the glow of his naked body is next to the bed. Butterflies erupt in my belly and then I glance down and gape at the most beautiful cock I've ever seen.
It's long and girthy, complete with a perfectly smooth head that instantly makes my mouth water.
"Like what you see?" he arrogantly asks.
Embarrassed, I curl into the pillow, wondering what it would feel like to have Riggs inside me.
What if he doesn't fit?
Oh God!
"Open your eyes, pet," he demands in his commanding tone.
I obey, unable to defy him.
He pats the mattress. "On your knees, ass on your calves."
I swallow hard, my pulse kicking up several notches.
"Don't make me repeat it, or you'll be punished for the rest of the night," he threatens.
I obey, positioning my body as instructed. He steps in front of me, positioning his cock right in my face. My breath hitches. I glance up at him.
He reaches for my chin, caressing it with his thumb, stating with approval, "Good girl. You always wait for my directions, understand?"
I stay quiet, my chest rising and falling faster.
He commands, "Sit on your hands."
