“Say it, Callie. I want to hear the way it sounds from your filthy mouth.” I felt his hot breath on the back of my ass cheek. I could feel his body towering over mine. My face flared red at the vision he was seeing. My entire backside was exposed and raised to the gods, with only a tiny black triangle of fabric covering my center. I knew I was skating the line, but I was at war with myself between kicking him in the face and learning what my words really did to him. “Fuck you, Mendax!” Why was I so out of breath? “Very good girl,” he rumbled as his rough hand ran up the inside of my thigh,
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