I wrapped my legs around him, not wanting his positioning to change. “Yours,” I agreed. “All of me, every day if you wanted.” He drove himself deeper as he kissed over my neck, lazily rocking into me until I was digging my nails into his skin. “Every day, huh? Are you telling me you want to move in, Ms. Lewis?” I couldn’t lie to him, not while he was inside me and I was raw and open for him. “Yes, Sir.” “So do it. You already have a key, a drawer here, and I’m in possession of every sex toy you own. I would love to come home to you every day.”
