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034. You Are Mine Now.

Author: Dark Ocean
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-13 23:27:50
GIOVANNI

After fucking Adrian's mouth to the point his voice had gone hoarse. I cum into his mouth and felt him swallowed every last drop of my cum before pulling out of his mouth.

"Fuck." Adrian cursed, panting breathlessly as he tried wiping his mouth but since his wrists had be bound together, he had to use his tongue.

I yanked him off the table and flung him over my shoulder, carrying him to the only room in this warehouse.

Adrian grunted when I shoved him onto the queen sized bed. He bounced back a little and tried moving back but he was too tired to do so.

I smirked down at him, knowing by the time I was done with him, he would not be able to walk out of this place on his own feet.

Staring down at him, his sexy body did something dangerous to me and I cursed under my breath. Adrian was still in my shirt and I loved the way he look in nothing but my shirt that was overly too big for him.

Cute.

No. That was fucking sexy.

I picked a knife on the table, walking ove
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