Chapter 202 In Control Of Desire

• The sheets beneath us were soaked with the aftermath of our passion, a mingling of both Michael’s and my fluids. I could hardly believe his suggestive words, teasing me with the idea of “drinking” from such a source. Shocked by the lewdness of his remark, I stared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief.
• Michael’s initial soft chuckles soon turned into a full-bodied laugh, the sound echoing around the room. Only then did I realize that he was toying with me, playing on my naivety. My face burned with embarrassment, and I quickly averted my gaze, unable to meet his teasing eyes.
• "Don't worry," Michael said, his voice laced with amusement. "I like it when you treat me like this." He winked, his playful demeanor making it hard to stay mad at him.