“Don’t you fucking dare apologize,” he growls, grabbing my thighs possessively and groaning as he stares at my pussy and the wet bedspread. “Fuck Ari, you soaking my bed as you came on my hand is one of the hottest things I’ve ever witnessed. If you’re worried, I’ll go grab a towel and put it down for next time, but I don’t give a shit about my comforter. Not when you’re so godsdamned sexy and wet for me.”
