“I am not a little bitch,” he snarls against my mouth.
I bite his lip. “Yeah? Prove it. All I’ve got right now is you whining and whining about how mean I am.”
“I am not a little bitch,” he snarls against my mouth.
I bite his lip. “Yeah? Prove it. All I’ve got right now is you whining and whining about how mean I am.”