"It's okay, I'm just checking," his smile was harmlessly disarming, "I haven't fed you in half a month. If you aren't starving by now, you'd be a saint."
"...." Jaylene Ziel was rendered utterly speechless by his words, and with her large belly, she couldn't dodge him, as he boldly stepped over and sat down on the back of the seat she had lowered.
"Joseph Thompson, we're in a car!" She was powerless in this wolf versus sheep battle, where the sheep inevitably ends up in the wolf's grasp, devoured clean.
"I know," he had already lifted her into his arms, making her sit on his lap, with his thin lips whispering hot breaths into her ear, "It's not like we haven't done it in the car before."
"But it's different now." Jaylene shivered with fear, how could he be so forceful, wanting it on demand?
"It's because you're different now that we have to try out this different flavor," he said with a light chuckle, while his large hand lifted her expansive skirt.
