“I own you for the time it takes me to fuck your tight little cunny, is that what you’re trying to say?”
“I-I…” She couldn’t breathe, let alone think.Her body was no longer under her command.She leaned forward pressing her breasts into his chest.
“Mmm,” he murmured, his hand squeezing her bottom so hard she gasped.“You’re an eager little innocent, I’ll give you that.Tell me, my sweet, are you wet for me?”
Her breathing was coming in pants now.Yes.Yes, she was wet.And she wasn’t sure why.But she was wet between her thighs, and aching, and he…
He was dropping his hands and moving away.“Loula was right.I don’t do charity.But I don’t fuck virgins either.”He took another step back, and she felt a wave of coldness sweep over her, replacing the heat on her skin so quickly she got goosebumps.“So where does that leave us?”
She kept quiet.It wasn’t a question meant for her.
“Let’s just say you owe me, hmm?”His gaze grew dark and hungry as it raked over her from head to toe.She felt naked and ashamed by the time he was done.“And if I ever see your pretty face again, rest assured I’ll make sure you pay up.”