“I wanted to fuck you so bad the other night,” he confesses, his voice husky. His lips skim over mine for the briefest of moments. “Spank your ass raw for going on a date with my dad.” “I-I didn’t know.” A small cry escapes me when he rocks his thick erection against me. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I’d give anything for our clothes to slip away. “Unknowingly or not, I want to mark you so you remember which Crawford you belong to.”
