Chapter 31 His One Eyed Beastie

• We stop at a door which I assume is his room. “Can you open the door please; my hands are full”. He smirks at me.
• I turn the handle and the door opens slightly as he pushes it open the rest of the way with his foot.
• He gently puts me down once he carries me into his room. Our eyes are locked onto each other and he places my bag down, closes the door without breaking eye contact and those beautiful juicy lips of his are begging to be nibbled on.