Jaz's eyes widened at his words. For a moment she wasn't sure of the meaning.
Did he mean try with her, right now? Or just try once in her life?
The heat in the room thickened, the silence drawing out. Her eyes narrowed, her lips parted, her thighs slowly spreading without her even realizing it.
[AFFECTION: 42% – Growing Attachment]
[LUST: 78% – On Fire]
Her breath was shaky, her gaze devouring his eyes. Did she need to talk? One could swear this expression was an answer.
She swallowed hard. Her body felt like it was moving on its own.
Then the door burst open.
"Sorry I'm late~"
Amara stepped inside like a bomb, dressed in a skin-tight black cat costume. Ears perched on her head, claws on her gloves, the fabric hugging every curve of her body.
A long black tail swayed behind her… until she bent forward and made it clear, it wasn't just a tail, but a plug lodged firmly in her ass, swishing with each sway of her hips.
