“What?”
I open my eyes confused as he pulls away, leaving me three-seconds away from having the biggest orgasm of my life.
My eyes blink in the dark. I’m disoriented as he walks away. He climbs on his ride, calling out, “I told you that I was going to make you pay. I know you’re gonna see my face when you finish yourself off baby. I’ll see you real soon.”
As he roars away into the night, I look down at the dew on my curls then notice the marks on my breast where his beard marked me while he laved my tits with his tongue.
“Holy fuck.”
What in the hell just happened?
I’m pissed. No one plays Shanna Flynn. But this man just played my body like an instrument, and damn him—if I don’t reach down and finish myself off while seeing his dark eyes and muscular body; still savoring the taste of him in my mouth and the smell of him on my skin. I cry out into the night as I come hard collapsing onto the cold, wet ground.