"Bossing you around?" she asks, with an easy smile, then sits back to inspect her work. "Pretty," she murmurs to herself, taking in the view. Raleigh Beckett, tied up on his bed, ready to be taken.

She leans over him, pressing a kiss to his forehead - gratitude, for doing this - and then stealing an unforgiving, heated one from his lips. She'll have him gasping for it soon. Maybe even begging for it.