“s*x slaves,” Jax corrected Janet with a sneer, too enthralled by Candice's ass to see the danger of the simmering s****l tension between Vincent and Janet.
Vincent’s c**k jerked in his hand. The fire in Janet's eyes made something dark and hungry flare in his chest.
He could force his d**k up her holes if he wanted to. No one would stop him.
Her screams and resistance would be heavenly.
That did nothing for Vincent though.
The virtuous, high and mighty b***h needed to beg for his d**k.
He wanted her addicted to his c**k, just like Candice was.
Then and only then would the nuisance learn her insignificance.
Vincent leaned forward, still stroking his d**k and asked, “What do you think you can offer me instead of that virgin cunt? I’ve fed you. Protected you. Sheltered y
