Payton
Trent was standing behind me with his hand on either side of the wall, blocking me from escaping him. “You are always so responsive to me. I f*****g love it.”
I was panting uncontrollably. How could I still be turned on so much? Maybe this week spent apart from him has weighed on my body too heavily. It needed this type of release, but still, it was aching for more. My bottoms were still on the floor, pooling at my feet. Bend over and pick them up. It will drive him crazy. my inner goddess purred with excitement. I smirked at her unfiltered comments. I bent over and heard Trent’s sharp intake of breath.
“You want more, Ms. Young?”
“I guess y
