THE ALPHA VIRGIN TOY
Once he was comfortable, he grabbed her cup and handed it to her.
“Is this supposed to help?” she asked.
“Nothing medicinal about it. I thought chocolate was the cure for all ills for women.” Maya chuckled.
“Nah, it doesn’t help at all, but the thought is perfect all on its own.”
He watched her sip the liquid. Her plump lips were bruised from his kisses. Reaching down, he grabbed a strawberry and dipped the ripe fruit into the cream. “Open up,” he said, pressing the tip to her lips.