“What are you doing?”
“Shhh.” He grabbed my arm and pinned them above my head.
“It’s a miracle I have been able to think straight when you are dressed like this.” His d**k pressed against my stomach. I froze.
“I am not a man that does things for free. Yet, I saved you, exposed my identity and have asked nothing.” He suddenly placed a kiss on my cheek.
“The least you can do is to not lie to me.” He placed another on my chest.
“But if this is how our relationship will end,” his other hand came on my breast. The dress doing nothing to hide the warmth of his touch or the hardness of my n****e or the heat searing hot at the spot between my legs.
“I rather take my payment now and toss you back to your parents.”
“And the bears.” He added. Then slowly pushed the fabric covering my breast.
