The third time I sink into her, something seems off. It’s like she’s avoiding eye contact. “What are you looking at?” “Nothing.” “Look at me.” “No, thank you.” What the actual fuck? “Why?” She clears her throat, still facing away. “Can you do it from behind?” I choke, trying to swallow. “Excuse me? No, I’m not fucking you from behind!” I snap, that pisses me off. I’m not taking her like he did, the thought disgusts me. “Why the hell would you want that?”
