And she did. That and more. All these months Gus had coaxed her to enjoy her sexuality. To put the past behind her and think only of the two of them. And she'd been doing it. Now, even in the midst of this crisis, it occurred to her that nothing this man could suggest would turn her off. She wanted it all with him.
I want it all.
"And that's what you'll get, believe me."
Oh, god, had she said it aloud?
But in the next moment she even forgot how to speak as Gus lowered his mouth to her, blew a stream of warm air into her p***y and licked her slit the entire length. She moaned again, riding the crest of the heat that shot through her. Her hands fisted in the bedclothes and her heels dug into the mattress.
"Touch yourself, Anya. Touch your c**t for me. Rub it while I f**k you with my ton
