“Is that what you want? To be used like my own personal fuck toy, Jax?” Tilting my head back, I relish the sensation of running my hands along the softness of her calves. “I don’t just want it. I’m down on my knees begging for it, baby.” I need this. I want to feel how much she loves me. Mark me as hers again. Bring me the fuck back to life.

