Chapter 6“Tell me you love me, Singe.”
St John whimpered nonstop as I pounded into him, each thrust stroking across his prostate, driving him closer and closer to the precipice. I nudged his legs further apart and leaned onto his back. Putting my full weight on him pressed his upper body down to the mattress and increased the angle of penetration. The sounds he made told me how much I was pleasuring him, and God, I loved that I could pull those sounds from him.
I took my mouth off the patch of skin I was marking long enough to demand again, “Say it.”
“Pleasepleaseplease!” he begged. A massive shudder rippled through his body, and I struggled to hold onto my control.
“Say it,” and this time I was the one pleading.
He turned his head and sighed his capitulation into my mouth. “I love yo
