Chapter 43 Love And Duty

• Still lying atop me, Efrem lifts himself just enough for his gaze to capture my own. His eyes study me intently as I wait with anticipation for him to explain what he means by 'game'.
• “I’m going to take your sweet clit between my lips, and I’m going to taste you, over and over until you’re at the brink of coming for me.” His husky voice sends a string of chills down my spine, feeling myself grow wetter by the second.
• With uneven breaths, I whisper, “What are the rules?”