GRACE
"You are mine, and you will be only mine!" His eyes flashed with glory as he said that. I inched my face closer to him and whispered at his face, "Then make me yours!" Again, it was not Crystal Brown who had said that, it was Grace Watson who said those words. As those words left my mouth, his fingers pressed down hard on my core, which was wet from the moisture that was dripping from it and water from the shower, and his action caused my core to throb.
"Why do I suspect that you are angry because I left you unfinished while you were about to reach the peak of your orgasm." I looked away. Yes, he was right. I wanted it all. He should have left me hanging by that weak thread.
"Of course I am angry," I said truthfully, with a raised brow, and then looked away from his jet black e
