I nuzzle my face against her skin, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her before giving her a hard enough bite to make her gasp.
“Because I’m starting to feel like you belong to me,” I admit, running my tongue over the teeth marks I just left on her creamy, smooth skin. “I’m starting to feel like you’re mine.”
“Good,” she says, surprising the hell out of me. “I was afraid you were going to f**k me and leave me, and that’s not at all what I want.”
“Careful what you wish for, little girl.” I lick a line up her slit, marveling at how damn wet she is again. Before she can answer, I pull back and say, “Turn around and bend over.”
Her eyes widen in surprise, and I can see her shyness starting to take over.
“Little late for embarrassment now, Charlie. I’ve had my face buried in your p***
