Daddy’s little plaything
Cocky bastard.
“I’ve not,” I swallow the thickness in my throat. “I’m afraid I’m a butt virgin.” I try to play it cool with a joke but the truth it, I’m sort of nervous. As turned on as I am, it doesn’t change the fact that this is a novelty for me.
“You’ll like it,” Steve says it like a promise. “I’ll make it good for you.”
His voice has lost all of its usual bite. Right now, he sounds so hypnotic, so much that I don’t resist when he turns me around and presses my face against the storage door.