“Say my name, Cassius,” he said right next to my ear, twisting and stroking me in time to his cock moving in and out. “What?” I could barely think and he wanted me to talk? “Say it,” he growled, his teeth grazing the side of my neck. “I want you to acknowledge who’s fucking you right now.” “No.” In all honesty, I would have called him whatever he wanted as long as he didn’t stop.
