“So goddamn wet,” he grunted. “Does every man get you this wet?”
“You keep talking about other men, and I’m going to wonder if you’d like to see me with one.”
Snarling, he pushed inside of me, and I gasped at the intrusion. As wet as I was, I wasn’t quite ready for him. Immediately, Rhyson stilled as his hand brushed over my abdomen to find my c******s. The contact sent a shock of pleasure through me and helped me relax a little more. “As long as you’re traveling with me, no other man gets to have you. Just me. Might as well make you useful.”
How romantic. Whatever sharp retort I had for him died when he started to move. I had nothing to compare him to, but he filled me absolutely perfectly. Every stroke drove me higher, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I broke for him.
He could t
