“You know what you look like, lying here and spread out on my sheets like a fucking wet dream?” “What?” she asked, her gaze tracking my movements as I slid off my jeans and boxer briefs, eyes zeroing in as I wrapped my hand around my cock and gave one firm tug. “You look like mine.” I started at her feet, kissing my way over her ankles, up her calves and knees, brushing my lips along her inner thighs. “You look like every inch of you belongs here—right here. Just waiting for everything I want to give you.”
