Mirza took in a sharp breath as Shae pulled out and away. It didn't matter where the condom went as long as he got these goddamn handcuffs off of him. Really, he was going to be so pissed if Shae had lost the key. Then that boy was going to get a kick in the nuts. Hard.
He didn't even notice the way Shae behaved... Maybe because he was used to this sort of thing - the used and abused portion of the night. Usually he managed to avoid getting marked too badly in the abused part though. He wouldn't have been surprised if Shae had been in this situation before.
When his hands were free he held up his wrists to examine them and his face grew dark - anger rising up in him more than he wanted. Mirza said nothing as Shae applied the Vaseline to the chafed skin. He could take that but when Shae kissed his palm, Mirza jerked his hand back with a faint growl.
"Next time," he started with a rough voice, "if you mark me, I will hurt you. You're risking my job and my ability to make money."