“God, you’re a f*****g cōck-slüt, aren’t you?”
My words hung heavy in the air. Silence stretched between us. Then his face, which had been soft and post-orgasmic a moment ago, shattered. His eyes widened in pure unadulterated panic.
He scrambled backwards so fast he almost fell off the couch. He bolted across the room, slammed the bathroom door shut and turned the lock.
I chuckled, staring at the bathroom door. “So cute.”
Well it would be boring if he bent to my will so quickly. Being able to chase him and make him my dripping slūt was the real fun.
I listened to his frantic scramble of movement in the bathroom. I could literally picture him running around while his heart beat so fast in his chest.
Ahhh. So cute.
The tap squeaked on and I smiled, picturing it. He was definitely tryi
