**Chapter 15: Surrender to Desire**

Mr. Blackwood's words dripped with seduction as he sat down on one of the large, round shoe sofas, patting his thigh invitingly. Regulus felt his face grow hot with anticipation as he hesitated for a moment, his eyes locked on Mr. Blackwood's. The air was thick with tension, and Regulus could feel his own desire pulsing through his veins like a living thing. "Come here, baby," Mr. Blackwood whispered, his voice low and husky. "Such a good girl, baby. Is that special place between your thighs hurting? You can use my thigh to fix it, baby." Regulus's heart skipped a beat as he felt a shiver run down his spine. He was torn between embarrassment and desire, his body responding to Mr. Blackwood's words despite his reservations. Mr. Blackwood's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, his pupils dilating as he reached out and pulled Regulus towards him. Regulus felt himself being drawn into the warmth of Mr. Blackwood's body, his thighs parting as he straddled Mr. Blackwood's thigh. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through his body, and he could feel his desire growing with every passing moment. "Do as you please, baby doll," Mr. Blackwood whispered, his voice full of promise. Regulus felt a surge of excitement at the words, his body responding to the gentle pressure of Mr. Blackwood's thigh. As he settled into the warmth of Mr. Blackwood's body, Regulus felt a sense of surrender wash over him. He was trapped in this moment, unable to escape the intensity of his desire. Mr. Blackwood's hand on his hip seemed to be holding him in place, a gentle yet firm touch that sent shivers down Regulus's spine. Regulus took a deep breath, his body relaxing into the touch. He could feel the heat emanating from Mr. Blackwood's body, the scent of his cologne wafting up to tease his senses. As he pressed into Mr. Blackwood's thigh, Regulus felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, his desire growing with every passing moment. Mr. Blackwood's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement as he watched Regulus's reaction, his pupils dilating with excitement. "Feel good, baby?" he whispered, his voice low and husky. Regulus nodded, his voice caught in his throat. He was lost in the moment, his body responding to Mr. Blackwood's every touch. As he surrendered to his desire, Regulus knew that he was trapped in a world of pleasure and pain, with no escape from the intensity of his emotions.