ZOEY'S POV
I stood on my toes and slightly pressed my lips on Roy's lips and with a small smile," How do I become your whore?"I asked him then I went back to standing on my feet looking up at him.
Roy bit his lip his gaze on me intensifying."Fuck Zoey." he cursed and before I could say anything he let out a groan of pleasure while averting his gaze from me.
He looked up his lips slightly open and he let loose of my hands which were numb now.
What was going on with him and why was he panting so hard? I waited for him to calm down but then I noticed he had stopped stroking himself. That made me look down and my eyes widened at the white creamish substance on my clothes.
I looked at his face and this time he was already looking at me."Don't look at it." he said and I lifted my eyebrows questionly.
He didn't say anything other than smile and I got more confused."I have some clothes you can wear, don't stress yourself with anything." he said.
