Chapter 33

“You have a girlfriend. Go home and fuck her. This one’s hands-off.” Alexi says coldly, and even though I rebuffed his fingers on me, he still has his arm around my legs like he’s protecting his kill from other savage animals. His touch is searing my skin and heating me to volcanic levels as goosebumps travel over every part of me. He’s definitely on something, and I start searching the side of his face for other signs of d*** use.

“Here… want some?” Gino holds out a silver box to me, almost reading my mind and this time, I can see I was right to be suspicious. Both have been getting h*** up here, and I give him a long look as I try to figure out what answer to give.

D*** are not my thing at all, but I have learned in the company of men high on them that refusal makes them agitated and suspicious. I would rather do a small line and make them relax around me than argue about not wanting to. I used enough d*** on the girls I pimped out to keep them timid and pliable, but I