I grind back, giving her every solid inch as deep as I can f*****g go.
And soon, I’m feeding her my own grunts and groans. Shuddering and pushing even deeper as I feel my body pour into her.
Mine.
This is how we fall asleep together. Tangled, gasping, trembling, but sated. Satisfied.
Safe.
part0016
10
“Wow…”
I let Willow do the awestruck talking for the both of us. Mainly because my jaw refuses to lift from the floor.
When Dem said “private jet,” I imagined something like a small… I don’t know… like, propeller plane?
I dunno. All I do know is that the jet we’re walking toward is huge. Yet another testimony to how insanely wealthy Demyen actually is.
Don’t get me wrong; I don’t actually care about money. He could be scraping by on minimum wage, and he’d still light my insides on
