He encircled around the folds, parted and pinched, then part them again, picked up the pulsate moist. His lips whispered in her ear again, "Call me and I will come to you."
Amid her gasping, she choked and complied, "Kle-Kleo!" As her body moved restlessly. The pressure also stimulated her to toy with it horribly, like it would blow up anything inside it. "Kleo!" she called again, shaking her head, still having more resistance in her heart, although there was a side that yearned for her.
Duke Kleo snorted, pulling himself up. His eyes looked disappointed. "Just forget it!" he said, annoyed. "You can't do this," he continued. "You're still holding yourself back. Our agreement is canceled. I won't help you pay off the debt." His body rose from the bed, sticking out like a very high tower, almost touching the ceiling.
His eyes looked down, with straight eyebrows as straight as his lips, a sign of the anger that overcame him.
