“ Whoa!” I squealed. “ Not so fast.”
“ Forgive me.” He said, nestling his huge body in the cradle of my hips. “ Did I hurt you?”
“ No.” I laughed only to give a sigh when he picked up where he left off. This time he didn't resist when I was taking his shirt off. He took mine off, too. I was lying there wearing my trousers and my bra. He was devouring me with his eyes for a longer while.
“ You're beautiful.”
“ You're blind.” I said, petting his sixpack at the same time. “ You are beautiful.”
He drew his face near mine and said:
“ I promise you, I will slay this dickhead.” He reminded me of a promise he had made before.
“ You won't do that.” I laughed
“ Are you pulling my leg?” He asked.
“ Maybe a little bit.” I said, still laughing.
“ I think I need to do something with it.” He k
