She wouldn’t let go of his tie, so he cut it. Dominating her.

In a dimly lit room, the scent of lust lingers in the air. A woman, clad in tight jeans that hug her curves, lies on the bed, her eyes filled with desire. Her lover stands before her, unable to remove her jeans. Frustration builds, and in his passion, he rips them apart, exposing her luscious body. She moans softly, anticipating the pleasure to come. He wastes no time, diving between her thighs, his tongue exploring her most intimate areas. Her back arches, hands gripping the sheets, as waves of pleasure wash over her. She tugs at his hair, urging him to continue his teasing ministrations. His lips move upward, claiming hers in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. He breaks the kiss, reaching for a condom. She watches intently as he sheathes himself, her anticipation growing. Positioning himself between her legs, he buries himself deep within her, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room. They move together, lost in the rhythm of their bodies, the torn jeans forgotten in favor of the carnal delights they share.