“You’re of no use to me dead, little one,” I say, squeezing slightly—not enough to make much of a difference but enough that I feel a bead of precum ooze from the tip, soaking into the fabric of my boxers. “But you’re not going to sleep with me?” Horny little bitch. I watch as she flushes, nibbling on her bottom lip, and wonder if I know what I’ve gotten myself into here. “Not yet.” “Then…what’s the point? What are you waiting for?” she asks, squirming in her seat. Pressing her thighs together, she wiggles around, likely trying to ward off the need swirling between her legs. “Are you
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