**Thalia
He turned off the shower and spread his arms to both sides, “Take a good look at me and tell me what it is you don't like. My shoulders?”
“Stop!” I scowled at him. “Why would I date you if I didn't like your body structure? I'm tryna say that I love it.”
Then he closed the space between us and kissed my forehead. “Lia, I love you more.”
“And what's that look?”
“Affection…” he whispered and kissed my lips this time. “How do you feel now?”
I bit my lower lip softly. If I told him the truth, would he take me for some cheap slut? His c**k kept pressing against me, and my cunt wouldn't stop retracting. I ran my fingers on his tattooed chest, taking a good look at the pistol painted on his chest.
“What's your real name?” I asked him and raised my face.
His lips twitched, and h
