“You haven’t had enough?” Vic asked. The small laugh she let out was like a fucking drug. I wanted to hear more of it. Wanted her to laugh louder as she forced me between her legs and rode my face without any hesitation. “Never,” I breathed, falling to my knees in front of her. “How many times do I have to say it, Vic? I’m yours. For as long as you want to keep me, I’ll be by your side, loving you, pleasing you, protecting you.”
