“You want to come on my cock tonight?” I take another long gulp from my cup. The liquid courage helps me nod, form the breathy words of my assent. “Yeah. I do.” “Beg me,” he growls low in my ear, his husky scent wrapping around me in a delicious embrace. I let out a shaky breath. “Please, Wes.” “Please what?” “Please . . . fuck me.” He gives my ass a rewarding slap. “That’s right, little flower. You’re learning.”
