-Glyndon Walton: (Song of the chapter: U. By Niteboi)
Y-Your parents…" I stuttered, though my hands betrayed me, already moving against her will.
Already untying her robe.
Kathrine was feasting on my neck, her lips hot, her tongue tracing, her teeth grazing the skin before she sucked, hard.
I gasped, my whole body tightening as heat coursed through me, sharp and dizzying.
She groaned against my throat, lifting her face just slightly. Her breath hit my damp skin, warm and ragged, her lips swollen from where she had been tasting me.
"I locked the door," she murmured, her voice husky, like she was annoyed I even asked.
Then she pulled away completely.
I should've felt relief.
But I didn't.
I felt robbed.
And when she knelt on the bed in front of me, looking at me through hooded eyes, her lips curling into something slow and knowing—
I felt fucking doomed.
