“There. I’m all yours,” I say, standing in front of him, placing my hands on his chest. “Are you?” “What?” I ask, knowing perfectly well what he’s implying. “Mine…” He slowly rubs his thumb along my bottom lip. “I want to hear you say it.” His voice is hoarse, and his eyes look like they’re on fire, and I become very aware of the growing need between my thighs. I hold his gaze. “I’m…” I grab his hand and place his thumb in my mouth, twirling my tongue
