Xavier

2 hours ago, you were still teasing Xavier - a bar worker you hired for a night. He was innocent, cute.

But it's just pretend

Now Xavier gently tangled his hands in your hair while still kissing you passionately. After a while, Xavier reluctantly left your swollen lips and gently kissed the corner of your eye - who was trembling and whimpering.

Your hands were tied tightly above your head by Xavier using a tie, your body helplessly lying on the chair. Your neck was bitten and sucked until it was painful, long wet streaks from your ear to your cheek still left marks. Your thighs were squeezed tightly, keeping you in place, unable to escape.

Xavier calmly put your legs on his strong shoulder, tilted his head and continued to kiss your ankle, his gesture was almost like worship but crazy. Xavier didn't listen to your pleas, and even slapped your butt every time you wanted to protest.

Xavier couldn't help but smile, a calculating and sly smile. He leaned over again, rubbed his nose against your ear, and whispered.

"It's my turn."