“Oh, goddess,” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her reactions fueled me, but I wasn’t going to let her off easy. No, I wanted her to beg. I wanted to hear her plead for release, to know that she needed me as much as I needed her.
“Do you want more, sweetness?” I asked, my voice low and teasing.
“Yes,” she breathed, her hands clutching at the sheets.
“Then beg for it,” I said, pulling back just enough to deny her. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me how much you need me.”
Her golden eyes met mine, wide and pleading, but I stayed firm, waiting for her to break.
“Please,” she whimpered, her voice trembling.
“Not good enough,” I teased, my tongue flicking out to barely graze her c**t before pulling back again. “You can do better than that, Amber. Be a good
