“Peaches, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret,” I whisper against her ear. “I’m not a two nights a week sleepover kind of a man.” Her eyes are wide, but she’s not scared of me, or worried about me losing my shit, if anything she looks amused. “Maybe you should get used to it.” “Never going to happen. I need you all night, every night, I want every morning, hell I want all day every day. I want you all the time, your ass in my lap, your wet pussy grinding against my dick. I want to steal you away and take you to an island so I never have to share you with anyone ever again.”
