C55 HE STOPPED AGAIN

NIGHTINGALE

*

I waited to see if he was bluffing but I should have known by now that Hakan wasn’t like the other men I serviced while I worked on the streets. He had my hands pinned above my head and even when I tried to move my hips and force his fingers back into me, he moved farther away.

“Say it, Nightingale. Tell me I’m the only one who makes you feel this good