( it wasn't as if there wasn't appeal to the thought of inviting him over, finding a way to cease that husky tone of his— but believe it or not, that's the last thing she wants to do. there's a particular satisfaction to being talked to, imagining the way low timbre's of his voice might growl those words just against her ear; that alone is enough to leave thighs clasping together, eyes fluttering closed a prolonged moment.
there's no need to play coy, to deny herself such a cardinal pleasure. no one got what they wanted that way. )
I would like that. You know I would. How many times do you think you could spank me before I begged for you to stop? Or for more.
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there's no need to play coy, to deny herself such a cardinal pleasure. no one got what they wanted that way. )
I would like that. You know I would. How many times do you think you could spank me before I begged for you to stop?
Or for more.