“Thank you, Riley, for making me feel so fucking good.” “You’re mine,” I say, and her face softens. There’s a flash of fear behind her eyes before she blinks it away and arches her back off the bed. “My friend. My favorite person. Mine,” I repeat. “I’ve never been anyone’s,” she whispers, clenching around my cock. She closes her eyes and blows out an exhale. “But I think I am yours.”
