Chapter 122 Ride Or Die(1)

• I hadn’t stopped smiling since my second orgasm. My pussy was sore but in a good way. There were many other ways to have fun without sex, and we were both learning that. I dished our breakfast into two plates and dropped them on the tray. The footsteps pounding against the floor made me spin.
• “Malik,” I almost growled. He still looked weak. I should have allowed him a few hours of recovery before riding his face. I pointed at the door. “Back to the room.”
• He smirked. “Bossy.”