[Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content.]
"Eternity," he whispered gently, helping her stand up. "Are you okay?"
Eternity had a dazed look on her face, yet she responded with a nod. It seemed like he went a little bit too rough on her, and she was literally incapable of forming words at the moment. This filled Evan's chest with a mixture of pride and satisfaction.
Before, he never gave pleasuring women even a single thought.
To him, after all, they were mere walking cocksleeves. You don't think about the feelings of cocksleeves (if they were sentient beings).
You only think about your own cock and how good it felt when it went in and out of its tight premise.
If Evan were an asshole, which he usually is, he'd think of Eternity as nothing more than a sex toy.
And she was, technically.
She's literally a sex doll.
But he refused to treat her as such.
