Freya;
“I’m sorry, Freya,” the bullshit he said to me before leaving me hanging on my turn-on. Once again, he did it. Not like I was expecting him to pull out his c**k and f**k me right in this instance. But acting like a gentleman and not leaving a woman half attended to, was the courtesy I expected from my so-called husband.
Giving me a head could also go a long way.
But he wasn't interested in doing any of this. He loved to make me feel like I was begging for what was rightfully mine.
Pleading! Snort!!…
I, Luna Freya, should plead for s*x. Leo must be f*****g out of his mind. My asking him not to stop what we were about to enjoy, wasn't me begging. It was a mask of deceit I had to wear on my face. A mask that would portray me as a desperate b***h who wanted her mate so badly. Th
