“Okay, so it’s more of a surprise then,” he confesses, dipping his head to my neck. “I don’t like s-surprises,” I gasp as he bites me. “Tough. Now, enough talking. I just want to hear you screaming.” “If you insist,” I moan as his lips tease me, allowing my legs to fall open in invitation. “Whore.” “Yours.” “Hell yeah, Princess. All fucking mine.”
