Chapter 50 Cum For Me, Pretty Boy
- LUCA'S POV
- My hips moved like a piston into him and his strangled gasps filled the air.
- I laughed cruelly against his neck and squeezed his throat tighter, knowing it would make him even more lightheaded and desperate. "You love this, you little slut," I hissed. "I'm fucking your brains out against a wall and you're moaning like a whore. Cat got your tongue, huh?”