AXEL

It was laughable, really, how pathetic I've become. 

Rosette moved her hips—barely moved them—and my dick was rock hard again. Not like it was ever really soft, but just a little.

I moaned lowly at that slightest friction, my hands tightening around her. 

“Now you’re hard again,” she muttered with a small smile. 

That smile… God, that fucking smile. She’s been doing that a lot today. And back in the mansion, she had laughed. Was she trying to ...