I set the water in Jason's luxurious shower to scorching hot and welcomed the heat.
I wondered if I had made the right decision by backing away from our heated action minutes ago.
Now that the first shock had subsided, I found the idea of him biting me, claiming me as his, kinda exciting, perhaps even arousing. Was that wrong? I couldn't tell.
The lust and passion I felt for him returned in full force. My folds became sleek with arousal again, and I bit back a moan.
Would he be okay with me suddenly changing my mind about the whole biting thing?
I wanted to have s*x with Jason so bad I couldn't focus on anything else. My skin felt too sensitive, and I could smell him everywhere - his scent was all over the place, all over me.
I closed my eyes and put my head under the stream of wa
