Sula wanted to protest that she was far from done, but those words faded when he stepped forward and pulled her top over her head. The cold air of the room felt almost painful against the throbbing tips of her hard, dark blue n*****s. She had seen in the files the men stimulating the women by stroking them, but when Sula tried it on herself, all she felt was irritation. Now, they throbbed to the point she felt if Destin did not touch them, suck on them, do whatever needed to be done to take the ache away, she honestly thought she would scream.
How can something so small suddenly ache and throb so much? she wondered, lying back when Destin gently pushed her back against the bed.
Her hips rose instinctively when he reached down to grab the sides of her leggings. Instead of just ripping the
