CHARLOTTE

Benjamin stepped into our bedroom, still holding me on his shoulder. He locked the door and took me to bed. Benjamin threw me on the bed. My heart thudded against my rib cage as I watched him stripping his clothes off of his body, piece by piece, and as slowly as possible. He was teasing me. “What the fuck are you doing? I am exhausted.” I tried to argue with him.

My cheeks burned when he took his underwear off. His hard cock sprung free from the fabric it was caged in. “I'll make you comfort this enraged monster. Only then, you'll shut your brain down and think without...