TREY
Two colors cloud my vision at this moment. Red and Black.
Aside from that, all logic and reason has completely been incinerated.
The intoxicating sight of a nude Skylar in front of me has wiped every sane thought clean out of my skull. The blinding rage that was consuming me over Python hasn't disappeared–it’s just transformed into something far more dangerous. A dark hunger to conquer and mark the little angel trembling before me.
My muse isn't looking quite so brave anymore. Her delicate frame is shaking like a leaf as she does exactly what I commanded. She places both hands flat against the mirror, spreads her feet apart, and juts her plump, round ass out toward me.
"Fuck..." The sight almost has me coming right in my pants. But no. That would be way too f*****g easy. Way to
