“Tell me I’m pretty.” “Oh, fuck, Liam, you are. So fucking beautiful.” I whimper, my hips rolling against his as he sinks in deeper. “Tell me I’m yours.” “You are,” he smiles, flashing his wretched dimples at me. “You’re mine, princess.” “All of me?” I whisper, my whole body shaking with just how desperately I want that, need him to mean it. Not just my hole, not just while he’s inside me. “Every fucking bit.”
