8
ANTONIO
She made this slight squeaking sound when surprised. Not a yelp, more like some tiny forest animal wanting attention. She did it after I told her I was going to make her wet.
It was so f*****g hot.
And it made my d**k strain to get past my zipper.
Let’s face it. I wanted to f**k her.
“Come here,” I said, patting my lap. She walked towards me, all sparkling and glittery from the shower droplets still clinging to her, and a delicious shudder passed over her. She swiveled her hips over my thighs and perched there, riding sidesaddle.
“We’ve always been opposites, you and me.” Softly, I bopped the bridge of her nose with my knuckle.
“Yeah.” She turned pink. “But we work, don’t we?”
I pulled her waist to bring her closer. “Baby girl, we more than work. We’re a team. Have been
