“I want you to flip me over and fuck me senseless. I want your hand grabbing my neck as you spank me until I come. Then I want you to pull my hair as you rut into me. And I want it now.” The look on his face was almost comical. Fallon’s mouth hung open for a moment before snapping it shut. “I love you,” he whispered. “I know,” I said, nodding. “Now flip me over and tell me I’m a good girl.”
