SIX DADDIES TO SIN WITH
I whisper.
"Clearly," he murmurs, his gaze lingering on my mouth a second too long. "He is just a stupid boy. And you are handing his coworkers blackmail material to use against you, not him. Having your body exposed to the internet for a child's ego is not worth it. You are far better than that."
I can't speak. The intensity of his presence, mixed with the lingering aftershocks of my orgasm, makes my head light.
Marcus pulls his hand out of his pocket. He reaches out, his rough index finger gently hooking under my chin, forcing me to look directly into his dark, predatory eyes. The heat from his skin makes my entire body flush all over again.