His hands gripped me around my waist as he pushed me against the wall. His other hand gripped my chin, making me to look right into his burning eyes.
“You think I don’t feel? Dear God,” he sounded furious, “the things I want to do to you… It breaks me that I’m not allowed to touch you the way I want. It tears me apart to hold myself back from stripping you and worshipping every single inch of you with my tongue. It’s like I’ve become a savage inside. A beast.”
I told you want I wanted...are you a good listener? Now, what do you want? What I’m offering is my black lace panties. Worn only for you! Be there first and maybe the only to have a pair of mine at your mercy!