"You still haven't answered my question." He leaned closer and my breath hitched, along with the butterflies in my stomach changing pace. "Did he kiss your neck like this?" He buried his face in my neck and laid a grazing kiss on the sensitive part of where all my willpower was stowed. I'd be lying if I said feeling him kiss me there didn't make my lower regions twitch. "I felt that."
"No you didn't," I quickly denied, putting an end to his ridiculous ego fest. He laughed against my skin and my entire body melted. Damn it, why did he have to feel so good?
"I felt that too," his free went down to get a good grip of my hip before pulling me in. "You love it when I pull you in like this while I'm fucking you."
