“How are you going to perform on your wedding night?” I ask. “Don’t you usually need somebody to boss you around before you can get it up?”
Dorian sits up, casting a quick glance around us. “Don’t,” he hisses.
“How are you going to perform on your wedding night?” I ask. “Don’t you usually need somebody to boss you around before you can get it up?”
Dorian sits up, casting a quick glance around us. “Don’t,” he hisses.