"Damian, what if you get tired of me quickly? You're always having me every day!" I kicked my feet in the air to try to get him to put me down. We were on our way to the bathroom now because he insisted on showering together.
"Your pU$$y feels too good for me to get tired of it." His grin never left his lips, and I think it was too late now, with no hope of changing his mind because we had already entered the bathroom. He also closed the door behind us.
"Men easily get tired and quickly look for a new dish, like my ex-fiancé," I gave an example.
"That's his fault. He never tasted you, so he doesn't know..." he countered.
"What do I taste like?" I was amused, because the truth is, there were several times when things happened between Alec and me in my past life. We even had three childr
