MAEVE HAWTHORN.
After about a long hour of driving, Enzo pulled into the driveway and I had no idea how much time had passed until we actually got home.
The mansion was silent and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that most of the maids had gone to bed and the only people awake were Enzo’s men.
My p***y throbbed and felt like it was about to tear apart with the vibrator still stuck inside, I kept trying my best to breathe but all I could manage were shaky pants.
“There, there.” Enzo patted my head like I was some sort of puppy and it wasn’t until then that I realized that he had gotten out of the car already.
He helped me with the seatbelt and just before I could help myself out, pinned me back to my seat and spread my legs apart as if this was some sort of an exhibition thing.
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