The Luna He Can’t Have
“Yes. In favor of Squirt Two. So, I’d get your fill of me saying yes while you can, ’cause soon we’ll both be saying no to each other and yes to Squirt always.”
A smile teases my lips because I can believe that. “Have I convinced you, Jellybean?”
I nod.
“Good.” He rolls me onto my back and pins my wrists to the bed. “Now, there are a few things I wanted to show you before I feed you.”
And he does. Things that make me scream, and then moan, and then sob my release. Afterwards, he refuses to let me move from bed. He makes and then feeds me breakfast, followed by strawberries dipped in chocolate that’s a little bit melted but still yummy.
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