Chapter 205 Fuck You (Ii)

• “What are you thinking?” Waylen asked.
• “Nothing, really,” I answered.
• Waylen licked his mark, his teeth sinking into my skin when I least expected it. Pleasure overtook the pain, and I leaned back on his chest. I bit down on my lower lip as he fondled my breasts, my hands shaking. My wetness rubbed between my thighs, the scent so heavy I was heady. But he didn’t act on it. I parted my legs when his hand lowered and placed the tray on the table. My breath stuck in my chest as a finger rubbed circles around my swollen clit. He stroked my outer lips, making sure to keep away from the main point of need.