This chapter is dedicated to Darkpass_092015. Wow, thanks for the golden ticket.
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"I can't hold it any longer, Penguin. I need help."
Osvaldo's voice was thick, husky with strain, and Penny followed his line of sight… only to freeze.
Oh God.
He was hard.
Not just hard, aching again.
Her breath hitched. Her eyes widened, and a wave of heat rushed over her cheeks.
What the hell is going on?
They were knee-deep in a conversation about his parents' death. A story so brutal and raw, it had knotted her stomach.
And yet… here he was.
Already so aroused.
She shook her head, baffled. "M... Mr. Osvaldo, this is not funny."
The shame coiled in her gut like a tightening spring. She'd spent twenty years untouched, overlooked, undesired. And now the universe was dangling a dick the size of doom right in front of her face like some cosmic prank?
"We agreed, no questions asked." His voice was blunt, almost wild.
She blinked, stunned.
No questions?
No questions!?
