Junior
“How did you know?” Desiree croaks.
For one bizarre moment, I think she means about her missing son. “Know what, doll?”
“That I hadn’t come?”
I chuckle. “Baby, you never stopped begging.” The woman is off the charts with her s*x noise. I mean, she coulda been a p**n star. I’ve never had a woman show so much appreciation in my life.
“I didn’t?”
“I thought you were being especially obedient because I told you not to come.” I pull out, lift her up and turn her around. She falls back to sit on the end of the sofa, like she’s too trembly to stand. “Were you having a hard time reaching the finish line?”
I don’t know why I’m speaking in metaphor when I’ve already said every filthy thing on the planet to her.
She shoves her thick hair back from her flushed face. “Yeah. It was hard w
