Chapter 34
- Lalaine POV
- “Don’t even, Nick,” I scoffed. “What’s so different now from when you used me as your dessert bowl the other night? You had enough control not to fuck me then.”
- “I hadn’t had you then. I hadn’t felt you wrapped around my cock, squeezing me. God, you felt so good,” he said with his eyes closed, apparently reliving the feeling in his mind. Then he shook his head and hoarsely whispered, “I can’t.”