"Wh—what? Stop it!" he said, jerking away, his cheeks flushing red.
She pinched his cheek and tugged, smirking wider now, her icy blue eyes glinting with wicked amusement. "Oh gods, you little mutt."
"What now?" he asked, his voice rising, heart pounding as he tried to pull back, but her grip held firm.
"I knew you were a pervert," Kiara whispered, her lips near his ear, voice like a blade wrapped in silk, sending a shiver down his spine. "But how the hell did you still manage to get cum of two more girls on you after I left?"
Lor's face went pale, then flushed crimson, his cock twitching faintly despite the shock. "How did you even know? I cleaned myself."
"Clearly," she said, crossing her arms under her full breasts, pushing them up as she leaned back, her skirt swishing against her thighs. "You could've done a better job."
She sniffed again and clicked her tongue, her gaze raking over him like a predator sizing up prey. "You smell like pussy. And not mine."
