I don’t see a reason for him to ask, he of all people should know better. Doesn’t the way my body responds to his touch tell him something? And what about the multiple orgasms he gives me?
Just thinking about it makes my n*****s erect, my mind recalls the feel of his warm hands on my skin but I can’t allow my mind to wander that far away.
“Are you not going to answer me?” He arches his eyebrows as he questions.
“I’m sorry…it’s just that I wasn’t expecting such a question,”
“I know…and I’m sorry for asking but I just need to know,” he states with concern glinting in his eyes.
“I didn’t expect you to ask Alex because you know how I behave when we are being intimate, do I behave like someone who is being forced to do something she doesn’t want? Do I not willingly participate and do I not
