Chapter 87 For My Pleasure
- Her lips parted in that way they did when she was too stunned. I didn't know if it had to do with her determination to get rid of the collar, but Rali Hayes did not fucking object.
- She took the fingers down her legs, squeezed them between her thighs, and then—God help me—she slid them in like I asked her to.
- Fuck. Me.