"I'm going to hold you to that, honey," Saffron replies, and once he's on the bed and lying on his back she leans over him to kiss him once, slow and deep. Then she takes his hands and lifts them above his head, handcuffing his wrists and securing them to the bed as well.

Slipping back off the bed, Saffron shimmies out of her dress in a flash, moving back to sit straddling Molokov once she's in just her bra and panties. "Tell me how much you want me," she murmurs, tilting her hips down against him and sucking in a breath in spite of herself at her body's reaction to the friction. "Tell me what you want to do to me, with me. In detail."