My eyelashes flutter and I put my hand flat on the middle of his chest. And then slides it down his stomach.

“Kamilah” He grunted and cursed under his breath noting how his member is practically drilling a hole through his pants, begging for it. Begging for me. And this gave me power.

Maybe it's not so bad after all.

“What? Didn’t you say you want me to beg for you? What’s happening now?” I smirked at him.

My hands move down to his thighs and to his layers of clothes and murmurs, “Huh? Talk to me, Magnus.”

Magnus seemed to pause, thinking how did I suddenly get all the...