“If you could be anywhere in the world right now,” I probed. “Where would it be?” Mercer lifted from the sheets. Carefully, I stalked his every move. Not many were made. He settled between my legs, pressing a thumb against my clit. “Is she sore?” “A little,” I confessed. “Then, it’s best I made her feel better.” The words slipped from his mouth as he slipped inside of me. “Meeeeerrrcer.” “You asked, Pretty.” Not comprehending, I petitioned for an explanation.
