Chapter 33 Touch Me Please
- Tatiana
- “What?” I blurted out the words, my cheeks turning into a full ripe tomato. Hasan, unbothered, perks up his brows at me while holding up the butt plug, bringing it closer to my face.
- I try to take a step back, but I remember I am trapped between Hasan’s imposing warmth and my desk. Left with no choice, I try to push Hasan away in a bid to step out of the physical prison he has me in.