Masked & Mine (High Stakes Syndicate)

by Tilly Ridge

Fuck, do I love a bearded man! Getting your ass eaten by a bearded man is top-tier.

Bitch, you act like your father’s not a killer, and didn’t train you to be exactly that as well.

“What’s he taste like, Ghost?” I don’t know which name I like better. Ghost, or whatever the hell she calls me in Russian.

“He tastes like sin. And I don’t want to be a saint.”

“You like being our little whore that we share, don’t you? You love the power, but you love it even more being able to use that power while you’re on your knees, milking an orgasm out of me. Do you want my cum, little devil? Making me come while I’m here watching you ride me while I was drugged on screen and riding my boyfriend’s face right here in front of me.”