“You’ve got marks.” “They’ll fade.” He strokes my neck, right over the bite. “This won’t. At least, not quickly.” I close my arms around him and flip us so I’m on top. His dick slips out, and now my ass feels kinda raw. But totally worth it. “Good,” I tell him. “I don’t want it to fade. I want more.” I kiss him. “So many more.” Again and again.
