The second we reached Irene's place, we crashed into each other, our lips locking with a desperate hunger. Her mouth was sweet, with a tang that clung to my lips, as I sucked on her tongue, slurping up her saliva like it was nectar. Our hands fumbled as we clawed at each other's clothes, tearing them off before we even made it through the door.
"You really like me, don't you?" she asked, breathless, pulling back just enough to speak. Her voice had that teasing edge, but there was something more—something she wanted from me. "Why don't you just drop them all and choose me?"
I met her gaze, "You really love me too, right?" I asked, shooting the question back at her. "So why don't you just join my harem?"
