-CLEIN'S-
THE SCENT OF RAW DESIRE AND PROMISED SENSUAL PLEASURE filled my senses as the hemline of my nightgown was pulled up, followed by chilly fingers massaging my thighs. Whimpers escaped my lips as an unknown ticklish trend shimmered in the pit of my stomach.
"You like that, my w***e?" A familiar deep tangible voice mumbled in my ear, and my entire body rattled because his breath felt like a spit of fire caressing my delicate skin. With my lids half-closed, I feverishly puffed.
Damn it.
I knew it was erroneous so I battled the unpleasant sensation that gradually obscured my mind by shoving the horrible mutt who drugged me away. I should have stopped him from doing whatever he intended to do, but I couldn't since I didn't have the strength to even open my eyes.
My body was stat
