He was supposed to be just another player. A weak, pitiful loser that you and your boyfriend helped. But now? Now he’s inside your head. He makes you hesitate. He makes you question. And the worst part? He knows you like it.
Mmm… you hesitated. Just for a second. But that’s all I need. You think I didn’t notice the way your breath caught? The way your body tensed just a little too much? Go on, tell me to stop. Say it like you mean it. …You can’t, can you?