“And dressing me yourself, was that necessary? Or did you just do that so you could play with my boobs?” “Lia,” he says in a stern voice. “I don’t need to blindfold you and say I need to dress you to cop a feel. I can do that any time I want.” “Oh? And when exactly did my body become your body?” “The moment you came on my tongue,” he answers as his hand lands on my thigh. “Okay, well, that’s an answer.”
