Nyx did not hesitate for a single second. She quickly unwrapped her long, bare legs from around his waist.
Moving with a desperate kind of obedience, she turned completely over on the messy silk sheets. She pressed her beautiful, flushed face and soft breasts directly into the dark pillows. She raised her smooth hips high into the air, presenting her dripping, swollen pussy to him in a perfect, shameless offering.
But Zen didn't mount her on the bed.
He stood up, bare feet sinking into the soft carpet, and grabbed her slim waist with both hands. In one smooth motion, he dragged her backward off the mattress until her feet touched the floor.
"Ah! Zen?" Nyx gasped, stumbling slightly as her feet hit the floor. "What are you…?"
"Stand up," Zen commanded roughly. "Walk forward."
