Sinclair pov
Being pinned to the shelf was something I would have never imagined in a million years of existence, he had me beg for s*x, I wasn’t in my right senses, what is he doing to me, I can’t seem to comprehend anything anymore.
I am losing my mind, totally, going back to the room assigned to me, I clean myself up, as thoughts of him biting my neck, his tongues trailing down my neck and his fingers… , send shivers down my legs.
What have I gotten myself into, this is his world, he has more power, no, he belongs to me and I control what ever I own, cleaning up I walk back to the kitchen, getting hold of his erect c**k ones more, and he still had his lingerie on, with the looks of it he’s still turned on.
Gulping down the saliva pooling in my mouth, just looking at him, my head fee
