I give a little whine of frustration when I feel the head of his cock slip out of me without ever once pressing all the way inside. It feels like the worst kind of emptiness, and Ransom chuckles deeply, leaning down to nip at my bottom lip. “You didn’t beg me quite enough,” he says, a teasing light entering his eyes. “Maybe next time.” I gape at him for a second, my jaw dropping open, and then he’s rolling off me and getting out of bed. “You’re the worst,” I mumble, feeling like someone just dumped a bucket of cold water on me, leaving me half horny and half dazed.
