“It’s good for you.” She smiled back at him.
His eyes narrowed slightly, but there was still humor in them. “I prefer obedience.”
This was fun. Sexy and fun. “I’m sure you do, but not always getting your way is good for you. I swear. It’ll help you build character.”
“I have enough character.” His eyes dropped back to her breasts. “What are you going to give me for, did you ever have pets?”
That was a no brainer. “My skirt.” She got off the couch and stood in front of him, turning around. Her breathing hitched as his hand trailed up her leg and over her a*s to the zipper. God, she was wet, dripping. The sound of the zipper coming down filled the room and the cloth slid down her legs, making her shiver.
“Turn around.” His voice was thick and heavy.
She turned and a wave o
