28. Hostage Of The Mysterious Hunk
"You were f*****g sweet, bambino. I should loosen you up for the next-
"Don't." She interrupted, her tone a bit shaky.
When pulled herself along the bed, his brow c****d as he assessed her exhausted form.
"You know how I hate being interrup—
"Not when I ask you to replace the vibrator. I want it now." She sassed, rolling on her back, and they locked eyes for an intense moment.
Both minds went blank for a second, especially his, because his heart raced at the stimulation of her admission.
Yet if she was this way, it made his iron control slip away. His role as the dominant becomes useless.
"You're exhausted. Putting up this bad b***h act won't do you any good." Getting on his knees, he reached to untie the ropes, but she pushed he
