“She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. “I’m very, very angry with you.” And she opened her mouth over him.” — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Ohhhhh Je- sus you’re wet. Oh fuck, you’re so wet, baby. Are you serious with this? It’s all over your legs.” She blurted the words without thinking. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Before trying to do something mitigating, like closing her… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
