CHAPTER 6
“Feels—so—good—” I pant, bouncing harder, my thighs burning but refusing to stop.
“You’re going to come again,” he says like it’s a command.
“I—can’t—”
“Yes, you can.” His hand slides from my throat to the back of my neck, pulling me down into another filthy, spit-slick kiss. “Do it for me.”
The words...