Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Carlos, I already apologized to you. Please don’t torture me anymore, okay?” ‘He already forced me to apologize to him back in the car, but he wants to torture me even more. What an asshole!” she cursed inwardly.

Carlos cast a cold glance at her and continued to read the manual of the toy in his hand.

Debbie was angry again.

She turned her back to him and swore to herself that she would never beg him for mercy again. When Carlos finally began to use the toys on her, she clenched her teeth, not letting out a sound.

However, after a while, she couldn’t bear it any longer. She cried out and begged, “Aaargh! I’m sorry, Carlos. Please! Please forgive me.

Carlos…don’t…”

Carlos didn’t stop, so she continued to beg, “Honey…I’m really, really sorry. Please Let me go…”

He thrust his finger inside her, and she cried out. He did it again and again and enjoyed her cries of pleas and pleasure. He palmed her clitoris, and she yelled out once more.

provoke me ever again,

“Okay.

felt

hit her eyes. It seemed

won’t.” Deep inside, she cursed,

her phone on the nightstand. It was

and startled Debbie. She had thought that she was alone in the

window in his suit. He was on the phone, but his eyes were

look at the man. She hadn’t gotten out of bed for two days and one night because of him, and didn’t even know when and

Carlos walked towards the bed and looked

call was still