“Oh, baby, gut me.” He groans out like he just came in his pants, biting his pierced lip as he looks me up and down. “Since you showed me yours, it’s only fair I show you mine. If only so you know the name you'll be screaming later. It’s Tey, kitten.” He winks, chuckling like he’s hiding a million seductive secrets that would turn a nun into the flesh of guilty pleasures.
