His long, lean frame covers me as he abandons my breasts, trailing hot, wet kisses up my collarbone, to my throat, pausing at my mouth. He’s breathing hard as he gazes down at me. “Tell me you want it,” he demands, stroking the lube up his cock. Swallowing, I touch the tense line of his jaw. “I want you to fuck me,” I whisper, watching my words ripple through him like a wave.
