Kian's P. O. V
He watched me stroke and pinch myself, caress my skin and bite back my moans, and he did it without any form of reaction whatsoever. As a result, no matter how hard I tried to, I couldn't get my thing hard, despite trying for over twenty whole minutes.
Assumedly tired of watching such a dull performance he raised his hand and gestured me to come over, which I swiftly did, thankful that the curtains were down and the door was closed.
"You're very stubborn, you won't even do this much for me." He said, then grabbed onto my soft member, sampling it with disinterest in his eyes.
"Davien, is this about what Valerie saw?" I asked, narrowing that down to the only reason for his sudden shift in personality.
His eyes darkened, "So you were aware, but didn't think to tell me." He hardened his tone, still holding onto my shaft, his grip around it tightening up.
