“Put your foot on my neck.” “Gladly.” Holding onto the bedpost and placing my left foot carefully so as not to hurt his wing, I plant my right foot on his throat. “Shit, yes, little viper.” His cock jerks and his eyes roll up; he’s panting, his stomach flexing with each gasp. Relief and desperation churn in his gaze. “Tell me how much you hate me.”
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