Tell her your Name

You tell her your name. "Well thats a nice name. I can get used to saying that." Her gaze goes to you "Well then, what should we do next baby?" Hearing the pet name definitely set you off, getting harder by the second. "I have a pretty good idea of something fun?" She could tell in a second what you meant in the sentence. She gave an "alright" of conformation before you snatched her hand and lead her to your room, and more importantly your bed. You felt her hand leave you. You turned around to see her close the door and turn around, giving you a predatory gaze. Your knees were another tease from straight-up collapsing, buckling under her gaze.