She bit her bottom lip. Nervous tic or calculated move, I couldn’t tell, but it drew my eyes down to that goddamn mouth of hers. Soft. Full. Screaming to be ruined.
“You’re full of yourself,” she snapped, clearly catching my stare. “But let me guess. You think girls like me should be seen and not heard, right?”
“No,” I said coolly. “I think girls like you should be fucked face down until that pretty mouth learns when to stay busy and when to stay silent—until obedience stops being a choice.”
~Nikolai