s**t! s**t! s**t.
I was f****d. Definitely f****d up. I even ran away. I was sure I had turned on the beast.
My legs were still shaking and my p***y was way too sensitive. I hid in my study, under the desk and crossed my legs over my chest. My heart was pounding too hard.
I saw Oz's feet before I could hear his footsteps. He knelt in front of me and I could admire the Norse god f*****g me way too much. By now he was turning me around as he wanted.
That damned asshole had a dazzling smile.
" Ashelia " he said, in that sexy voice of him that drove me crazy.
I hugged my knees tighter to my chest and looked down.
" Ashe " he called softly.
" It's not worth it " I muttered.
" What? " he asked.
He knew exactly what I meant. I felt the semen dripping off. I must have left traces all ove
