Chapter 117 Let's See What You've Got, Little One

• "DRINK IT ALL! "Connor pushes another shot into my hand. I lick the salt sprinkled on my wrist and tilt the glass back, anticipating the burn of tequila even before it reaches my throat. It's even worse than the first time. I shudder as I reach for the slice of lemon in Connor's hand. But he holds it above his head, with a sly smile on his face "Open up "I'm desperate for that lime and he knows it. I part my lips eagerly and he slides the slice between them, the soft pad of his thumb lingering on my lower lip. His heated gaze is locked on my mouth as I bite down, the sour lime battling the aftertaste of tequila "That's a good girl. Now suck hard."
• I punch him in the arm just in case, but he just laughs, reaching up to pull his shirt off, revealing his ripped body. All the crew members have a body like that, to some degree. Even my body has hardened, my arms toned and well"shaped, my abs more defined."
• "Alright. On that note, I'm out."