He hoists me up to him, legs around his waist, groaning as I drag my mouth up his throat while he carries me upstairs. “I want your cock,” I murmur, flicking my tongue over the shell of his ear. “I want you to force me to my knees. Want your hands in my hair, gripping it tight while you fuck my throat. I want you to tie my hands to the bed and spread my legs so you can take what you want.” “You wanna be my little slut?” he rumbles, pulling my head back. “Is that what you want?” “There’s nothing I want more in this world than to be your good little slut.” I drag my thumb along his lower lip,
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