“Y-y-yeah…” he breathed again, helplessly longing. Oh, how good it felt to confess before her! Eyes wild, he imagined it all, every sweet perversion…
Alyssa gave a slow, satisfied smile, a curling of those elegant red lips that seemed to reflect the utter depths of her mastery of the squirming male flesh that it was her pleasure to tease and torment, to command and cuckold and control. Yet despite her seeming self-control, a simmering arousal glowed in her cheeks as well, and in her heavy-lidded dark orbs, and it made Brad feel restless and jumpy and wickedly eager somehow.
“Well,” she said, attemptedly airily, although her slightly unsteady tone betrayed the excitation lurking beneath, “the thought of having some nice new lovers ejaculate all over the inside of me and then forcing you t
