I Want To Be Your Sex Slave (II)

Banishing those unpleasant thoughts from my mind, I focused back on what was really important right now and strode over to the door, yanking it open before stepping out into the gradually darkening surroundings outside.

Tina was standing over by the pool, a hand on her hip as she was posed in a way that accentuated her tan legs in black high heels, patiently waiting for me. I moved over to stand in front of her, easily towering over her, with my hard dark stare boring down into her.

She smiled, taking a step closer. "I can’t believe that you’re right here in front of me, Adonis. So solid and masculine and so fucking sexy. You have no idea how many nights I have spent fingering my pussy and fondling my own breasts just because I needed you inside me so-"

"Shut up." I brutally cut her off, voice deadly and as hard as steel. "Just. Shut. The. Fuck. Up."