Kiara's mouth grew dry as she tried to focus on Dante's scowling expression instead of his massive shaft.

  “I should ask you that. Geez, you're not only a loser but a fucking pervert?" Kiara asked, her voice raspy as she folded her arms across her chest.

  For a brief moment her eyes strayed and landed on his dick again, but she quickly averted her gaze.

  “Don't you know how to tuck that thing in?” She stammered, her cheeks flushed in rosy red, and Dante sent her a dirty look through the mirror.

  “Thing? Don't act like you're some Virgin Mary that can't say the word. I know you're impressed.” He...