“I think it’s about time you gave me a hand necklace,” I whisper and lick my lips as I watch his reaction. His brows furrow in a look of confusion. “Explain, is this another English term?” “Choke me, Alexei. Your hands become my necklace.” I can feel my cheeks get hot. He gives me a little smirk and dives his fingers in deeper. “Why do you wanna be choked, pchelka? You trust my hands around your throat? Not many people would.” I lean in and roll my hips against his palm. “It will make me come so fucking hard for you, sladkiy.” I suck in a breath as he curls his fingers deep inside me.
