Khione was splayed across Frost's knees, her facial expression akin to a raging demon while her body continued to visibly tremble and seek out his tantalising touch, the wet patch staining her underwear showing no signs of stopping.
Frost's previous teasing words had gotten her really excited, far more than she'd ever care to admit but he'd gone too far. His spreading of her cheeks, exposing her shame to the world was the final straw. Her rage took over, the fire in her eyes turning white hot as she merely waited for the opportune moment to rip Frost to shreds.
Thankfully Frost's listened to his instincts, sensing that the threat this time was very, very real. He pulled back from her ear, lost the irritating smile and stopped groping her cheeks-much to her ass's natural reluctance.
