BREELYNN’S POV
“Please.” The word is whispered on its own, without my consent. I need him. How did life exist before this moment? Every kiss seems to fill a void in my soul that my empty past has created. Never feeling wanted or needed, instead sadly passed around from house to house until I could fend for myself.
Aldric’s mouth brushes against mine as his hand on my lower back pulls me into him. The other entangled in my hair, pulling gently, making my head angle upwards so he could have better access to my lips. Every tasty inch of the front of his body electrifies mine, and I realize that I have been rubbing my s*x on his thigh, and judging by his erection, I don’t think he minds.
“What, baby? Tell me what you need. I will give you anything you want.” He promises, and his words
