I want to bind your hands above your head. I want your eyes covered with the softest silk.
Fallon:
So you want me helpless?
Ethan:
No. I want you to feel me in ways you’ve never imagined.
Fallon:
You’re making me ache, E
Ethan:
Join the club, Fal. My dick’s so swollen behind my jeans.
Fallon:
Take it out for me…
Fallon:
I want to taste you.
Ethan:
I think that can be arranged, witch.
Fallon:
Every inch of you from the top of your head, behind your neck, down your back. I want to burn you in my memory.
Ethan:
What we’re doing, it’s wrong.
Fallon:
Who is it hurting, Ethan?
Ethan:
You? I don’t want to lead you on, Fal.
Fallon:
Give me some credit, E.
Ethan:
Fallon…
Fallon:
I can hear that scolding tone, E. Are you thinking about spanking me?
Ethan: