Chapter 105: Hot Stream Part 2

I stood up from kneeling in front of him after I cleaned off his leg. The water was continuously streaming to us. While staring at his lust-filled eyes, I lowered my hands and gripped his length.

He grabbed my hands as if to stop him, and groaned, “Florence, you don't need to do this”

I know he might be thinking I am shocked or traumatized by what that filthy hag tried to do to me but that’s not the worst I have been through and honestly, spying and disguising myself as some slutty person, I met a few of those kinds of men. I am not shocked or overwhelmed at all. More so, I want Nicholas’s hands all over me to replace the touches of that filthy man.

I want him and I will make his patience snap so he can drop the gentle and making-space agenda for me. I know that’s what he's trying to do, that's why he didn't bother asking me what happened. He might not want me to relive the scenario for tonight.

“Of course, I do,” I whispered, “It still needs proper attention,”

With that,