Chapter 10

• A chuckle reverberated from his throat. It was the closest to a laugh. My eyes fixated on his face, trying not to stare at the monster in front of me. He sat back on the bed, legs spread wide, dick still soft, it made me wonder if it had ever gone hard.
• “There's nothing wrong with him, darling. You just have to make it hard,” Fred whispered, his fingers ghosting on my back, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
• I gulped, trying not to look intimidated, which seemed funny because I was bloody scared!