Marina's fingers traced a slow, possessive path down my chest, her nails scraping lightly against my skin, leaving faint red marks in their wake.
"Those bitches would be so fucking jealous if they knew about you…" she murmured, her voice a low, satisfied purr, her fingers tightening around my wrist as if to brand me as hers.
"You're so good…" she continued, her eyes darkening with a mix of pride and lust, her thumb circling the pulse point at my wrist.
"I didn't expect Kevin to find someone like you…" A slow, wicked smile curled her lips, her teeth grazing her lower lip.
"From now on… You are mine. Exclusive." Her voice dropped to a commanding growl, her grip tightening as if to reinforce her words. "You will only serve me… You understand, right?"
I nodded seriously, my expression submissive, my voice steady, though my cock twitched at the thought of her believing she owned me. "Yes, Ma'am…"
