“We’re back on the no-talking rule.” Derek laughs, and for a second, that sweet, happy man flickers behind how turned on he is. “Is it turning you on when I talk to you?” “Too much.” “What about it is working you up? My voice? Me telling you that you’ve got the prettiest hole I’ve ever seen? Or …” He presses a second finger inside. “How greedy your body is for me? How ready you are to be fucked by me?” I’m ready to sob. “All of it.”
