A familiar ringtone

Gavriel's POV

I tried to listen to the voice of reason. The one telling me a gazillion reasons why I shouldn't fuck the stripper before me. All I could think of was why the hell not?

She was willing. So fucking willing. The evidence currently resided in my mouth. Her taste. I loved it. I had lapped up every single juice.

It was amusing watching her try to flaunt my authority. To watch her think she could make whatever choice she wanted. She belonged to me. She was my pet. My toy. Mine to play with.

And recently, the only way I could get over Camille.

I gritted my teeth as I folded my clothes and placed them on the bedside table. I was hard as hell. My cock jutted out, dangling upright in the air as I walked, slapping my stomach occasionally.

My pet let out a little moan, her hungry eyes latched onto my cock. See? She was perfect. She took my punishments like a good little slut. She loved my cock. So fucking cock hungry and it pleased me.

"Want this?" I taunted, wrapping a h