Chapter 890 Sick In The Head++ 18
- "Becca," he starts, "I'm going to ask one time for your permission to be in control tonight. I can sense you want this, but I..."
- "Granted," I interrupt him. "Get on with it... um, please." My legs are trembling.
- "As you wish," he whispers, my insides dripping down my legs. "Kara," he says, "can you help me prepare our guest?"