“I want to kiss you here.” He brushes his knuckles down the side of my neck. “And here.” His fingertips skim over my collarbone before his hand drops to my hip. “Stop,” I whisper. “And here.” “Royal…” He runs his thumb along the inside of my hipbone, in my ticklish spot. “I want to kiss you right here until you lose patience like you always do and push my head between your legs like a greedy bitch. I want to lick your cunt until you gush in my mouth the way you used to. I want to lick up every drop and start all over from here.”
