RACHEL
"You let me taste you, and then you left me. I'm just making sure, Rachel. I really hate being left," he said to me.
"You seemed to have enjoyed me too much, godfather," I said to him with a giggle.
"What if I say yes?" he said seriously, which sent a sudden wave of nervousness through me.
He was looking into my eyes. And his eyes were very serious. But his gaze on me was still intense. It was obvious he desired me. I swallowed hard because his gaze dropped on my lips.
"Go ahead and eat, godfather. I'll just finish what I'm doing," I said to him.
I was about to stand up, but suddenly his arm wrapped around my waist.
"What is it about you, Rachel? Why are you messing with my system?" he asked me.
"G–Godfather," I called him.
"Let me taste your lips," he said to me.
I was th
