The Complex Art of Rosie
At most, she would open her mouth ready to finally erupt, but no single word would exit her mouth.
Blaze circled around Rosie until he stopped in front of her. He placed his hand under her chin, using only his index finger to lift her head so she would look at him. He smirked when her eyes locked with his. "There we go, sweetheart. Look at those gorgeous eyes." He leaned his face closer to his, his voice falling into a whisper, "Too bad you're mute, I'd love to hear your moans in bed."
Rosie shivered in disgust, her face scrunching up in distaste. She shook her head, causing his hand to fall to his side. "I'm not mute," she muttered out through gritted teeth.
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