Spicy Desires
she moaned, voice sleepy and pouty, not liking the fact that he had torn her favorite purple lingerie.
“Those are your babies” he said, voice dark and amused, twisting a nipple between his fingers until she gasped. “But these…” He leaned down and sucked the other nipple into his mouth hard. “…are my babies. They are more important.”
He laughed low when she hit his hand away and used her own hands to cover both her nipples protectively. “They are mine, not yours” she said again, voice breathy but stubborn.
He easily removed her hands and pinned them above her head with one strong grip. With his free hand, he tapped the tip of her nose gently. “So why did you lie to me? You knew quite alright