"Spread your legs wider.” "Is this what you're like? Bossy in the bedroom?" A warm kiss lands on my inner thigh, his voice gravelly and thick. "You have no idea. Wider for me.” "Rexxan, I want to make one thing clear. Nothing I ever do is for you." "I beg to differ." Oh, fuck him. "You hold an awfully high opinion of yourself." “And you will too, in half an hour.” “Like you could last half an hour around me.” “Are you going to behave, or should I get some rope?” “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I rebuke, moving my hands to his chest.
