47. Only mine

Larissa Maynard

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Caspian was like any other cold-blooded male who thought with his dick. I knew what I was aiming for when I wore this dress – I never usually dressed like this – and as I looked at him over my shoulder, seeing the pure lust in his eyes, I knew I’d won.

“You can be so naughty sometimes,” Caspian muttered, tracing the curve of my ass through the dress.

The moment Caspian dragged me out of there, I felt slick in between my legs. For some reason, his possessive behavior turned me on. “Why don’t you do something about it?”

I’d expected him to let his finger travel up my legs but the bastard spanked me instead.

“Fuck.” I winced, rubbing my legs together. “You’re an asshole. If you don’t want to fuck me, say so. I’ll gladly walk out and find someone else.”

“No, the fuck you won’t.” Another growl escaped his mouth as he pulled my dress up to my waist with more aggression than necessary. “Fucking hell.” He muttered when he realized I wasn’t wearing any panties. His fingers