19. Hostage Of The Mysterious Hunk
This cunning bastard had snuck a mirror behind him the whole time, and what for?
"I thought you'd badly want to see how you look and mostly watch how f****d up you also are when I whip this tight little ass of yours." He said, digging his fingers into her hair to pull it backward.
"Or you mean how f****d up you want me to look." She corrected him, her chin raised in the air due to his grip.
Out of nowhere he snaked a finger into her harness to tug at her n****e, and she flinched, biting down a moan.
The corners of lips slanted in subtle amusement,
"Give it time. I doubt you'd keep those sounds muted when I'm done with these two beauties. Your count increased, by the way." He revealed,
Did he just call her two insecurities beauties?
