“You know what its purpose is?” I may know nothing about Were biology, but I’m not stupid, or naive. “Yes.” “Say it.” This is simultaneously mortifying and the most erotic experience of my entire life. “To keep it inside.” His hand slides underneath my shirt, gently stroking the underside of my breast. “Keep what inside, sweetheart?” I close my eyes. My heart beats a pounding, sluggish rhythm into every inch of my skin. “Your come.”
this is so bad. sorry
