“You like the sound of that? Me being your personal sex toy?” “Fuck,” I cried. My mind went white-hot at the idea. “Yeah, I thought so.” He rubbed circles on my swollen clit while he continued to pound at me from beneath. “You can use me however you want to.” My heart sprinted frantically, flying toward explosion. Even though I wasn’t scared, something like panic filled my voice. “You’re going to make me come.” “You’re goddamn right,” he growled.
