"Right now?" Zira's hand stilled, still holding his cock. After a meeting with Alexia. Zira played the part, but he wasn't dumb. He knew the deal. Alexia didn't think much of him, and he'd given the Lord no reason to invest in him.
"Yes. Yes, dearest. I wish to fuck you. Not here, not in the shower, I'd rather have you bent over the counter, screaming for me."
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