“As long as you don’t talk down to me because I’m a woman. You pull some misogynistic shit and I’ll kill you. We got a deal?” Those words, they do something to me, hearing that threat come from her lips, so at odds with that low, sultry voice. It makes me hard in an instant. “Depends,” I say. “Is telling you that I’d really like to fuck your throat right now misogynistic?” She blinks a few times, like she didn’t expect me to say that. “Would you say that to your men?” “If something they said turned me on, I would.”
