Tristan Michelson
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Her lips parted as she stared at me incredulously. “W-what?”
I didn’t mind repeating it for her just to see her reaction. “You might have to get on your knees first.” She had a mouth on her and I wanted to see how it would feel wrapped around my c**k.
But I was just messing with her.
Her eyes darkened, but she took a step back, subconsciously putting more space between us. I leaned back in my chair, deliberately spreading my legs, enjoying every bit of how her gaze dropped to my thighs.
“W-why?” She stuttered, then cleared her throat. “Why do you think it’s okay to say things like that?”
Because I was trying to see how far I could push her before she eventually broke. I didn’t even know when I decided I wanted her again, but I did, and even if she said somethi
