“Have you ever killed anyone by o****m?” she asked with a giggle. He’d made her giggle. That was so…unlike her, which only made her giggle more.
“I don’t think you’ve had enough yet. I want you so exhausted you can’t even think, let alone laugh.” He reached for his fly and unzipped it. He tugged his jeans down his hips and then worked them the rest of the way off. The pair of black briefs he wore showed her just what she’d expected. He was massive. There had been no exaggeration in what she’d felt earlier. He was big, a little daunting in that respect. It had been six months since she’d had s*x a dry spell that left her a little nervous.
“Still with me?” His voice was low but gentle. When she nodded, he tugged his briefs off and climbed on top of her. She wrapped her knees around his hi
