Allison
I turned around and slowly sat on Jayden's lap in the reverse cowgirl position. But then, once again, he begged me to face him, his hands grasping my waist possessively. "Allison, please... I want to look into your eyes while we're doing this. Please turn around."
Standing up, I turned to him, and Jayden's breath hitched as I took his chin, his eyes pleading with mine. "Please, Allison... I'm begging you. Turn around so I can see your face, touch you, kiss you while we're f*****g. I need to see your eyes when I come inside you."
"You want to kiss me?" I scoffed. "The audacity!"
"I'm sorry," he apologized immediately. "I'm sorry for saying that. I won't kiss you."
Why the hell did this statement anger me instead? Why did I feel hurt by those words? I knew that is what I wanted,
