Chapter 86

Reilley's POV. I should be pushing him. Punching him. This is not right. "L—Let me go!" I whimpered. Deavon acted like he didn't hear anything. He continued to grind himself in between my legs. I want to use my strength to him, but a some force is holding me back. I love what he's doing to me. It feels so good. It feels nice to be in his arms again. "Purr for me, kitten." His sexual words send chills down my spine. He grabs a handful of my hair and force me to look at him. "Purr for your master. Show me that turned on face of yours, hmm?" He smirked. My grip on his muscular arms tightened. I can already feel the tightness of my pants. I have no control of my body anymore. It keeps on reacting to his touches. "Ahhh..." A scandalous moan escaped from my lips. He buried his face on my neck and the next thing I felt is his sinful tongue licking my skin. "D—Deavon... Ahh..." I hate him. I really do. But this is too much. Too much. "Hmmm?" he hummed playfully as he bites and licks my skin ov