“Get off me,” she shouted, shoving his hands away. “I don’t know what you’re playing at, but I want no part of it.”
“Tell me what I did. Why are you angry with me?”
Because it wasn’t what he’d done but this very concern that had her chest in shreds, she slapped his face.
He let her. Yes, she actually saw him start to withdraw the target then let the slap fall. But he’d had enough. He caught both her wrists and yanked her against his chest.
“Did you like it too much?” his face was grim, and the knowing in his tone nearly dropped her to the floor.
Tears spilled down her cheeks like a valve had opened.
Rok caught her around the waist, holding her up. He plucked out the vegetable that burned and heated her a*s, leaving her entire pelvic region warm, her p***y dripping. Even after that vi
