Chapter 49
Savannah
"Good girl." He murmured and flipped me back to face him. He hovered over me and reached for my tied hands. Relief washed through me when he released my hand. I gasped when he impatiently ripped off my dress with a snap and carelessly threw the torn garments on the floor together with the fabric that he used to tie my hands.
He hovered above me, either of his knees on the side of my waist. His angry c**k dangled in front of my face. He then grabbed it and pointed the red and angry tip in front of my mouth. His gray eyes followed the pre-c*m that dribbled down my chest.
Without thinking so much, I brought down my left hand and gathered the thick liquid with my finger. His jaw clenched as his hot gaze was fixed on me.
While looking at him, I brought my finger to my m
