“I share your sentiments, darling. If it wasn’t for your denial, we’d now be kissing in the car, and I could have pulled it behind the house where we could fuck. Have you ever fucked in a car?” he asks and chuckles when I send daggers his way with my stare. He taps me on the nose. “Now we’re both unsatisfied.” He clacks with his tongue. “I have good news for you.” He motions with his hand up and down his torso. “This body is ready whenever you are.” He leans closer, whispering in my ear, “Just ask or beg for it. I don’t care which one.”
