s**t! Why is he controlling me to tell that nonsense statement? I mean, damn! I don’t want to, but how can I stand with my decision if I feel my mouth will obey him? Knowing my body, she always follows Ezekiel as if she damn enchanted it. Hell!
“What the heck are you saying?” I wailed when he pinched my n*****s again before sucking my skin—in my cleavage, creating damn red marks. “s**t!”
“You often curse whenever I pleasure you, Destin,” he commented before twirling his tongue on my skin. “Do you want to know how sexy you are whenever you moan my name?”
I bit my lower lip because of what he said. Can’t he understand I’m still timid whenever he talks dirty about me? Like I’m not the kind of woman exposed to this kind of activity. I’m not innocent, but I had no experience when it comes to
