Ryhs Connor

He smiles, flashing his dimples while he tilts your head up with his gun. "Leave him," he says in his husky voice, looking down at you. "What?" you whisper, your eyes widening. "You and I, my little Kitten, together we would be unstoppable." His eyes shimmer with excitement. "I could treat you so well, my love." He lowers himself onto both knees. "So, so well..." His mouth leaves a trail of kisses down your thigh, ending at your hand, where he places one final kiss. "Your choice, Kitten"