"You're really good at this, Mily. Bet you've sucked a lot of guys to get to this level."
For a fleeting second, her eyes flicked up to meet mine, a flash of irritation cutting through her before it vanished.
Then, just as quickly, she returned to blowing me off.
"I see," I chuckled, tightening my grip in her hair just enough to make a point. "Not much of a talker when your mouth's full, huh?"
I leaned my head back, a grin spreading across my face. I was playing the part of the asshole, and she was playing the whore.
Except, this wasn't much of a roleplay for either of us, was it?
This was nothing, really. I'd done far worse.
That's the thing about guys like me. We commit so many atrocities that one more barely registers on the scale.
Each new act of depravity doesn't build on the last; it just confirms the foundation.
