Page 64 of Brassy Bigwig

“Anything.” I answer, biting my bottom lip flirtatiously.

“You leave with me, and we finish our naked weekend.”

“Sounds perfect.”

This time I move. Standing up on the sofa, I let the throw fall from my body. I don’t recognize myself right now, but I’m loving everything about the girl I am when I’m with D. I’m in love with the look that materializes on his face when I straddle him and kneel down over his lap. Reaching beneath me, I wrap my fist around his dick and line it up with my entrance. His hands immediately land on my breasts, his thumbs already rubbing over my pebbled nipples.

“I need you again, D.”

“You have me, théa. You have all of me.”

Gently, I lower myself down, letting his dick fill me once again. It hurts. He’s rubbed me raw inside from all of our activity today, but I love every twinge of pain.

It reminds me of his passion for me.

It tells me what we have is real.

It obliterates any doubt I had about Dimitrios, and I am ready to give all of myself to him in return.

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