“Stop struggling,” he told her in a firmer tone than he’d used before. He’d let her go in just a moment, but he wanted to see if she’d comply. And she did.
“Elijah, I…I want…” she started breathlessly, and then started again, as if she wasn’t sure exactly what she was asking. Was it possible she didn’t know? Or was she just horny and trying to tell him she wanted him to hurry up and f**k her already.
“What is it you want?” he asked.
She looked sexy as hell, and so wrapped up in what was happening that she was having difficulty forming the words.
“Do you want your n****e back in my mouth?”
“No,” she replied weakly while she nodded at the same time.
He chuckled. It appeared her mind and body were in disunion at the moment. Answering her nod rather than her words, he leaned down and suc
