Clarissa
When I didn't comply, Saint flipped me over with ease. My stomach made contact with the cool glass as his hands wandered down my sides, leaving goosebumps on its trail.
"I need you to find me some answers." His lips made contact with the middle of my back.
"Once you do, I'll reward your sweet little p***y with a kiss, no?" he chuckled. "Or should I just do it now?"
I shivered against him at the sound of his words. There was a pulsating need deep in-between my legs. He had to be aware of the things he did to me without trying at all.
Abruptly, his phone began to ring. He didn't pull away as he yanked it from his pocket and held it up to his ear. I craned my neck to look at him, but he pushed my head flat against the glass.
"No, just wait until I get there," Saint said ster
