Chapter 12. Get the Moonstone

Damion's Point of View. 

Never met a woman who was as vulgar as she is. Or... did I?

"What? You've been staring at nothingness for quite a while. Are you that shocked? Is this your first time to ever heard a woman ask you shit like this?" she chortled and looked away. "Nevermind. I shouldn't have asked an impotent to have sex with me. Even if we do, it'll be impossible to feel the pleasure from you."

Faye looked away and was about to lie down again to continue what she's been doing earlier. How unlucky of her to feel disturbed when I pulled her back in my arms again a few inches away from me. I was remaining nonchalant as I looked into her eyes. 

"Stop teasing me about having sex with you."

She chuckled. "Are you teased? Oh my god, why?"

"You're teasing me!" I shouted in a trembling voice. 

"I'm asking you, but not teasing. I stopped and you still can't move on. Why, Damion? Why?" she