“All of me,” I say. “It’s all yours.” I bring the toy down my stomach. Dallas’s right hand disappears, and I hope he’s touching himself. “Go slow,” he demands, and his voice is thick with lust. “It’s been a while, and I want to enjoy this. Enjoy you. Too fast and it’ll be over in a second.” “I’ll go slow.” I drag the vibrator up my thigh and over the front of my shorts. “As slow as you want.”
