C67 If You Beg Me I'll Take It

"Do we really have to schedule a time for this?"

Jorrell turned to face me, his eyebrows arching subtly, a hint of innuendo in his tone.

His eyes, heavy with desire, sent a shiver through me, prompting me to quickly look away.

"But there are other people in your house. Aren't you concerned they might overhear?"

"This is my place. So what if someone overhears? If you're that worried