"You want me to f**k you like I do to her, right?" He whispered.
My entire body shook, my hands curling into fists as I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Yes."
“Good girl.” He smirked, “Aren’t you being too desperate?”
I glared up at him, his hand already stripping my gown. I could feel my heart pounding, my breathing quickening as he reached my breasts, his hands kneading the soft flesh.
His fingers circled my n*****s, already hardened, his touch making me gasp.
Xaphen leaned in, his lips against my ear. "I hate it when you act all innocent."
I could feel his hot breath on my skin, the sound of his voice sending shivers down my spine, "That you try to make me the bad guy when you need me as much as I need you."
He was right.
I needed him. More than I would care to admit.
His hands roam
