Chapter 59: Anya A.K.A Whitney

Anya

I reached out to grab his head as his tongue feasted on my clit, giving me a dose of pleasure.

“Ahhh, damn it, just do the deed already,” I yelled at the guard who was currently feasting on my wet folds.

I was having a bad day and was craving to have some good sex to relieve me of my stress. Since there was nobody to satisfy my cravings as Damon had been rejecting my advances, I decided to settle for one of the guards.

“Just relax and let me please you,” he whispered into my ears, causing my tensed body to relax.

He let out a low, muffled lust filled groan, before plunging his tongue back into my wet folds, making me moan out loudly. I was enjoying this a bit more than I expected.

And even when I tried to keep down my moans so I wouldn’t give him the impression I was enjoying it, I couldn’t. I guess I’ve found someone to satisfy my sexual cravings until I have Damon wrapped around my fingers.

“Oh damn,” I moaned out as my chest tightened up and my breath caught up in my throat.