Ryo's gaze, intense and unwavering, held Sachiko's as he guided her towards the bed. His grip on her wrist was firm, yet she could sense the underlying tenderness in his touch. The air between them crackled with anticipation, the promise of what was to come hanging heavy in the room.
Sachiko's heart pounded in her chest, a mixture of excitement and submission coursing through her veins. She knew that in Ryo's world, their intimate moments were not just about physical pleasure, but also about the intricate dance of power and the raw emotions that accompanied it.
As they reached the edge of the bed, Ryo's voice, low and commanding, broke the silence. "I'm not done with you yet," he said, his words leaving no room for doubt. The weight of his statement hung in the air, a promise of further exploration and satisfaction.