“Pineapple?” Her hands slap over her eyes and I feel her thighs tighten, like she’s trying to close her legs. Except I’m between them, and I’m not going anywhere. “I’ll explain later,” Maddie squeaks out. “You do that.” I rip the packet open, and she parts the fingers over her eyes at the noise. “But Baby, I’ll wear any flavor you want, so long as you let me inside that pretty pussy.”
