"Claiming Ownership"

"Good girl. Elara, you may leave now," Mr. Blackwood said, his eyes never leaving Regulus's face as he addressed the woman standing by the door. Elara nodded, a small smile on her lips, and turned to leave, closing the door softly behind her. The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening with tension, as Mr. Blackwood's gaze returned to Regulus. He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and Regulus felt a flutter in his chest. "You don't mind if I have a feel of what I own, do you, sweetheart?" Mr. Blackwood's voice was low and husky, sending shivers down Regulus's spine. Regulus's heart was racing as Mr. Blackwood's hands moved, his fingers brushing against Regulus's waist, his hips, and the curve of his lower back. Regulus felt a jolt of electricity as Mr. Blackwood's hands rose, his fingers tracing the line of Regulus's ribcage, his thumbs skimming the underside of his breasts. Regulus's nipples hardened, his breath catching in his throat, as Mr. Blackwood's hands cupped his breasts, his fingers rolling his nipples into tight, aching peaks. Mr. Blackwood's hands moved again, his fingers drifting down, tracing the curve of Regulus's ass, his fingertips brushing against the cleft between his cheeks. Regulus felt his face heat up, his skin prickling with goosebumps, as Mr. Blackwood's hand slipped between his thighs, his fingers parting his lips, and stroking the tender skin of his vulva. Regulus's eyes were locked on Mr. Blackwood's, his gaze helpless, as the man's fingers explored him, his touch gentle, but possessive. Mr. Blackwood's eyes seemed to gleam with satisfaction as he watched Regulus's reactions, his fingers threading through Regulus's hair, his hand cupping the back of Regulus's head. Regulus felt like he was drowning, his senses overwhelmed by the sensations Mr. Blackwood was creating. He couldn't look away, couldn't breathe, as Mr. Blackwood's fingers brushed against his lips, his tongue darting out to wet them. Mr. Blackwood's eyes seemed to burn with intensity, his gaze holding Regulus captive, as he leaned in, his lips inches from Regulus's. Regulus's heart was racing, his body trembling, as he waited, unsure of what would happen next, but knowing that he was completely at Mr. Blackwood's mercy.