Chapter 119 Gavril
- Gavril
- Naomi smiled as she rose from the sofa, her hands pushing the shirt off my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. “You are taking far too long, Gavril,” she said as she reached for my belt buckle. “I said I wanted it off.”
- “Then take it off,” I growled, my skin searing where her nimble fingers touched. “I’m yours to play with.”