"Then how about becoming my father?" Rosina smirked and raised her head for Martino to look at her plump lips.
"If I become your daddy, you must follow every word I'll say," Martino whispered and thrust his hips toward Rosina's back for her to feel his bulge. A hint that he wanted to do something naughty with her.
"Sure, daddy," Rosina licked her lips and stood up.
Martino smirked and guided Rosina out of the pub and into a small motel, but Rosina stopped him.
"I don't want other people to hear about you lecturing a little girl in bed," Rosina whispered and pulled Martino with her.
Martino let himself be taken because of his extreme lust that clouded his judgment, and he didn't see Rosina as someone threatening but rather a naive girl to manipulate.
