“I’ll fuck you properly when we get home, baby, okay? Would you like that, hm?” She nodded, and I stilled my fingers. “Use your words, Noelle,” I breathed in her ear. “And then I’ll make you come.” “Yes,” she ground out, glaring at me as I delayed her orgasm. “I want you to take me home and fuck me so hard I can’t remember my name. I want you inside of me, Matthew. Please.” Resuming my pace, I kept going, and I could tell she was close. “That’s it, come for me, my little vixen.”
