“Oh, the full name. I must have done something really bad if you’re pulling that out.” I hold both hands out, then, still on my knees, I slide my palms down my stomach and to my hips until my thumbs have dipped beneath the fabric of my leggings. “Don’t do it, baby. Please.” Heart pounding wildly in my chest, I give him a saucy smile. “But I miss you, and since you aren’t here to take care of me, I need to take care of myself.” I slide my pants down, revealing that I’m also not wearing panties.
