“No touching, beastie. You be a good boy for me and just let me make you feel good.” He groans. “I-I don’t know if I can. Fuck. Hallie, I need you.” I bite his bottom lip and circle the tip of his dick with my thumb. “You lost. These are my rules. You break them, you leave.” His eyes fly open, almost in horror. “I’ll be good. I’m being good. I promise.” His voice is husky, making his accent thicker.
