Chapter 7

I groaned at the added girth, but loved the sensation. “Do I look slutty? Do you like me bent over for you?” I asked, my face heating up.

He stopped fingering my ass for a second. “Did I upset you? Did I go too far?”

I wiggled my ass, silently begging for his fingers to move again. He understood and started sliding them in and out, then added a third one.

“Evan?” he prompted.

Now I was embarrassed. How did I tell him the dirty talk turned my crank? Just then his fingers hit that sweet spot and I shook at the incredible feeling pouring through me. Fuck it! I was just going to be honest.

“No, you didn’t hurt me. Nick, God, Nick…I want to be your slut so bad. I like knowing I turn you on. I like…you looking at my body. I ache at night thinking about bending over for you. Don’t you know? Don’t you know I would let you take me anytime, anywhere?”

“That’s so hot,” he growled. “Get ready, then. I’m about to fuck the hell out of this sweet ass!”