"Dead," I huffed out.
Calix chuckled as he moved his hand past my inked skin right to my panties. I gasped and jolted when his fingers pushed against my covered p****y. All panic drained from my system immediately, making room for pure lust flowing through my veins like hot lava.
"You tatted something on your body for me," he murmured, his lips moving along my neck. "Not my name, but still something. Now I gotta have you."
"C-Calix."
"No begging tonight," he whispered. "Just be a good girl for me instead."
Something in me snapped. Not in a bad way. Or, maybe this was bad?
I pushed Calix back and immediately stood up. He looked up at me confused and a little worried. I kept my eyes on his as I pulled my panties down. I kicked them at his chest. He caught them with a smile before quick
