“Need a ride home?”
Cason waved his hand. Xxx Sentimental, but a lot of what Cason carved for people was. “You thirsty?” His voice was a low rumble. He traced his fingers around the lips stretched wide around the black ball gag. He could see the color of the spirits inside a submissive and know, based on that influence, what would drive them to reach their center. The man hauled Vince up against his body. He knows how to get the broken ones purring in seconds. Cason had been watching him for a few months, ever since he got to know Page. Page shook his head. We knew each other as kids, you know.” He shivered, blowing on his hands. He often wondered if that was what subs felt when they reached that high many of them called subspace. He has ADHD, but cars just seem to
