“My favorite position is Connor’s least favorite position,” she says. “This isn’t called lie or dare, darling.” Connor fixes her hair over one shoulder, her neck bare. Rose purses her lips, her collarbones protruding from her black dress. “Fine…my favorite position is missionary.” She pauses briefly. “With a few alternations.” And just like that—Connor looks ready to fuck her across the couch.
CONNOR COBALT.
