- Hmm... Zach... How delicious! - I mutter with a groan, eyes closed, as I sip a spoonful of mousse. I never imagined that food could provide so much pleasure.
- Princess, if I continue like this, I will not answer for my actions - Zach says, with a naughty smile and hoarse voice, leaving me goosebumps from head to toe. With him it"s always like that, I never feel like I"m enough or unwilling.
Zach is like a d**g. Addiction. A chocolate bar at the height of PMS. It is enough that he looks up at me that I feel like saying "Yes, Sir". Do you see that? I"m like an addict who can"t say no, to another dose.
He gets up, begins to take the dishes off the countertop, taking them into the sink. I take advantage that he is on his back, and I observe my Sir. Delight. Black T-shirt, faded jeans, pe
