Sarah
"Come on, don't hold back. Do you enjoy having me inside you?" His husky voice gives me goosebumps and the honest truth spills out of my mouth.
I tell him he ruined me. Just the mere thought of him touching me makes me wet between my legs. And yes, despite everything else, I still miss him.
"Sarah, are you still there?" He growls, snapping me back into reality.
"Yes," I whisper.
"Are you in our bedroom right now? He asks.
"Yes, I am. Why do you ask?" I counter.
"I want you to do something for me," he says.
"Why should I do anything you ask me to?" I pout even though he can't see me.
"Just do it," he says, his voice a blend of command and seduction,
I pause, weighing my options. The idea of refusing him outright tempts me, but curiosity and that unyielding connection I feel
