Karla was surprised at her own outburst, she didn't realise when she presented him with an opportunity that she would definitely be on the losing end. Everything in that moment got too heated for her, and her mind listened to the yearning of her soul. Instead of her brain.
Mr Grey smirked devilishly at her, taking in her scent without any sense of shame. He buried his nose into her neck, his hot breath fanning against her skin, making her moan.
The rule she had set up was that all tactics were allowed, and the only thing needed for a win was for the other party to consent to sex.
"I refuse to play." Tysion whispered into her ears, startling her by his answer. He pulled apart from her, and licked his lower lip seductively.
"You don't want to?." Karla asked, finding her voice at last, her cheeks burned hard at how seductive he looked while staring at her.
