“You keep walking around like that, I can’t be responsible for what I do to you.” I give him a mischievous grin. “You said you’d never force me.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Did say that, didn’t I?” “You said you’d wait for me to beg you to fuck me if you had to.” He gulps. “Sounds like me.” I lean in, making sure my tits brush against his bare chest. “You said you’d fuck my hair wild.” “Angel… you’re playing with fire. You know that, right?” “No,” I say earnestly, grabbing his cock. “I’m playing with Burns. Only I’m not playing.” I squeeze. “I’m begging.”
