“How about you let me make you feel good.” I wrapped my hand around her wrist to stop the movement. “I want that, but I need something first.” “Tell me,” she said, her voice raspy and sated. “I need to taste my wife right fucking now. I need to bury my face between your thighs and feel you come on my lips. I’ve thought about it so many times, Sav.” “How about we do it together? You taste me and I taste you. You aren’t the only one who’s thought about it.”
