Chapter 71
- He licked a slow, teasing path around her clit, and her nails grazed over his scalp, trailed down to bite into his shoulders. "Tell me what you want.”
- “You.” She gasped then moaned long and sweet as he slid two fingers inside her tight sex. “Oh, God. You.”
- He hummed, thrusting lazily, twisting his wrist at the end of each stroke. “Those weren’t your choices. Mouth or cock, Michelle.”