Again.
"Please."
Again.
"Mal…"
"Yeah,baby?"
"I…You…"
In one swift motion, he slides both fingers inside me. It'sintense.
But it's notenough.
I needhiscock.
He pushes his fingersdeeper.
Deeper.
He stares back at me, daring me to askformore.
Daring metobeg.
"Please fuck me. Now." I shift my hips to push his fingersdeeper.
God, his fingersfeelgood.
His thumb brushes againstmyclit.
"I… now." I tug at his hair. "Please."
"You want to come on mycock,baby?"
Myyesdoesn't even vaguely resembleaword.
"Come here." With his hands on my hips, he brings my bodyontohis.
His tip strainsagainstme.
Heteases.
Again.
Again.
Again.
"Mal." My voice is a whine, but I don't care. It's what he does to me. He makes me needy and desperate in the bestpossibleway.
My entire body is buzzing withanticipation.
The only thing in the universe that matters is how much I need his cockinsideme.
I'm a sexmaniacnow.
He does thattome.