“Of what?"
I looked down to the floor, ashamed of the way I was behaving. Ashamed of the things I had said and done. But most of all, ashamed that I didn't dare to be what he wanted me to be. His feet came into view before he lifted my chin and forced me to look at him.
“Of what, honey?" Trev repeated.
“I don't want to be a w***e or a slut. I don't want to be a bad girl," I whispered in a small voice.
“Oh, baby." He laid his head on mine and sighed. “Baby, you are not a bad girl if you act like the amazing sexy woman that you are. Have you heard the phrase, a lady in public and a freak in bed?"
I shook my head and sniffled.
“That's what every man wants. I'd love you to be a bit slutty when we're in the bedroom. When you asked me to f**k you last night, I about lost it like I was a vi
