AMIRA
I am not playing this game with him. stepping away from him, I righted my skirt and top. “You need to leave.”
He sat on the mattress, thick with arousal. Two can play this game. I refuse to be punished when I haven’t done anything wrong.
“Why?” he gritted out, “I guess you don’t like to be teased.” Standing to his feet, he walked over to where he had dumped his clothes earlier and picked them up. “if you are willing to beg and promise me that you will stay away from Carlo, I will let you c*m as many times as you want.”
That particular statement made me lose interest in whatever we were going to do. “I told you, you need to leave.”
He wore his clothes. “Are you kicking me out because of that human?”
“I am kicking you out because you are being an ass.” I retorted. “why should I b
