Wait—“Are you talking to my tits?” “Shhhh, we’re in the middle of something,” he admonishes, placing a finger over my lips. I bark out a giddy laugh, the motion making me bounce, and his playfulness disappears. He swallows once. Twice. Then clenches his jaw and closes his eyes. “Fuck. I am overstimulated.” “I’d like to be,” I tease,
