“Let me hear it,” I husk, nipping at her ear and then her jaw. “I want to hear it, mi reina, are you really not going to tell me?”Growing quiet, I continue to attack her body while moans escape her lips, and when she loosens herself from around me and rolls over, I know that she is giving in. Stari
[Rosco’s POV]I dig my fingers into the soft flesh of Denali’s ass, pulling apart her cheeks so that I can see her puckering asshole, which has never been touched, while I mercilessly fuck her hard and fast. Fuck, I wanted to give it a try to see if she got just as excited from it being played with
[Denali’s POV]I watch Rosco’s expression as it changes from angry to downright enraged, and I can’t help but wonder what exactly Nadia had to say. Knowing her, she was clearly up to no good, but what could she say to make him look like that? I was both curious and hesitant.“And if I say no?” He as
[Denali’s POV]Fear rushes through me as I continue to stare the two men down. Despite being worried for myself, I was also extremely worried about Marty, who had yet to show up.“Put the weapon down,” one of the men announces, cocking his gun. “Otherwise we will be forced to use force.”Put my weap
[Rosco’s POV] The world fades in and out as I feel myself being lifted off the chair I sit on and dragged across the room and into another. When I’m released, I feel something soft and fluffy beneath me. Just to my right, I can hear muffled conversation, but due to the ringing in my ears, I can’t
Letting out a shriek, she turns to the men behind her and nods, indicating they can start rolling, but I don’t care. They could record this all they wanted. If my assumption was right, then Denali was somewhere in the same building that I was. Or somewhere nearby. There was no way that Nadia would l
[Denali’s POV] I jump up while ignoring the pain that radiates through me and look toward the two men, who are still keeping their equipment fixed on me. Frowning, I examine the cameras until I see a red flashing light and know that they are in fact recording everything that is going on. “What do
[Rosco’s POV]My head pounds, and my body feels like I’ve been hit by a mac truck. Groaning, I pry my eyes open and find Nadia’s smiling face hovering over me.“Good morning, sweetie,” she beams, reaching out and brushing my cheek. “I was beginning to wonder when you were going to wake up.”“You!” I