“Is this okay?” he asked before kissing her mouth more aggressively. She nodded. “Is this okay?” he asked, unzipping her skirt. She said yes. “Is this okay?” he asked, getting on his knees in front of her, pulling her skirt down. One black-stockinged foot stepping out of the circle it made was her yes. “Is this okay?” he asked, looking up at her. “Tell me this is okay.” “I like when you boss me around, too.” “Good girl.” He tugged at the strip of lace between her legs, moving it aside.
ok okay ok this is fine im fine
