Santino
I step backward and hit into Santino’s chest.
Santino grabs my hand, assessing the part where I got burned from touching Maximo's chest.
“ Beg me, and maybe I will heal you,” Santino whispers, his deep voice doing things to me.
“ I would rather die than beg anything from you.” I spit as I stare at Maximo, who remains rooted in front of me.
Maximo smirks and I can feel Santino’s chest vibrate.
“ She is feisty, I like her. Makes me want to have her writhing under me in bed while I bury my balls deep inside her hole.”
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