She pushed his right arm against the right side of the chair and wrapped the fabric around his wrist....not tight enough to cut off circulation, but firm enough that he wasn't going anywhere. Then she did the same with his left arm, securing him to the chair.
His fourteen-inch cock was already hardening, straining against his jeans.
Eve smiled....a fierce, wild smile that made his heart stop.
She reached for his belt and unbuckled it slowly. Drew it out through the loops with deliberate care. Then she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, leaving him in just his black boxer briefs.
The outline of his cock was obvious through the fabric.
Eve looked at it for a long moment, her expression unreadable.
Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them to the side.
His monstrous cock sprang free, already fully hard, already leaking....and Eve's breath caught.
"Jesus," she whispered.
"Eve...." Dimitri started, but she was already moving.
