Her scalp tingling, Titus Zane quickly compromised.
"Help, I'll help, put me down, put me down now..."
She did not want to be forced by him here, and in such an embarrassing position, no less.
In her tension, Titus Zane didn't even realize that she wasn't at all repulsed by this man.
Watching his erectness pressing against her, she did not, unlike before, feel the disgust that would send her running to the bathroom to vomit.
The man's dark eyes held an obvious laugh, like the stars in the night sky, twinkling.
His handsome face lightly pressed down, his thin lips covering Titus Zane's rosy lips, nibbling gently as he sucked.
"Hurry up."
Giving Nathan Moore a fierce glare, Titus Zane's slender fingers reluctantly started moving.
"Mmm... tighten it a little more..."
A humming sound carried an unquestionable command.
"What a hassle!" Titus Zane complained disdainfully. Eager to get him off quickly, she obediently tightened her fingers.
