a's
n't ma
to cover my nudity, still feeling so sore. Even if I had p
e cuff had been discarded. I hated being cuffed
me, as if afraid he was going to scare me if he made any sudden movements. News flash
again, I saw how impossible it wou
e asked, and that surpri
I whispe
the pills in the drawer beside me. Again, my eyes zeroed in on
nk y
still here, in the room, waiting for me. I clutched the robe to my
enough to be walking around naked, but this was not about me; if I ever wanted to survive this, then I would have to play by the rules. I let my robe fall to
dn't help but cower. "If it makes you comfortable, then I could also walk around naked when we are alone,"? he whispered in my ears, and I inhaled. Damien was a very sexual man; everything about him spoke that: his
my wetness. I thought I saw a smirk on his face when he discovered how wet he had made me without even touching me. He placed me against the wall, sinking another finger into me
e growl
s? because he liked to be in contr
up with his thrust. "Damien,"? I moaned as I got closer to my cl
e said; it sounded
he pulled all out and then slammed into me, and that sent me rocketing. I shivered f
ps to take a taste. I watched his sinful-looking lips, and I couldn't help but imagine it somewhere
e what it was. He was hard. I couldn't help the fear I felt at the th
he pack; there are some clothes in the dress room, all yo
hes were already here; I only got here a