"Now, let me do something for you."
Something... for me?
"L-Lenny... I didn't even do anything for you," I argued.
Why am I arguing right now? When Lenny just ripped my shirt in half so that she could kiss down my body? Why can't I just shut the hell up and bloody enjoy it?
"You did," Lenny insisted. "You have no idea how... freeing it feels to finally talk about all of that."
"That was the first time you've talked about it? Lenny... it's been almost two decades since-"
"I know," she cut me off. "I'm not really the sharing-my-feelings type if you haven't noticed."
Then Lenny smirked at me before running her tongue along my abs.
Fu.ck, that feels amazing. Better than amazing. My whole body is tingling again. I fu.cking love it.
All mine.
Still, I shouldn't let Lenny distract me li
