Sweet Dreams
I ask softly, She shook her head, her hair brushing against my chest.
"No."She says half pleading.
“Say it louder."I say in a commanding tone.
"No," she repeated, stronger this time, her voice laced with something defiant.
I chuckled darkly. "That's my girl."
The other couple was still locked in their own dance of desire. As Mikhail's woman moaned, her head thrown back, completely undone as his hands worked her like an instrument he'd mastered long ago. Madison's gaze darted to them again, lingering just long enough for me to notice.