Y’know what it does t’me when you take control like that.”
Lowering the panties to her snatch, Becks used them to clean up copious amounts of cunt cream. It doesn’t have to be sexy cuddles, just normal cuddles. Xxx Long after our fingers had pruned, I helped Becks out of the tub, toweled her off, and carried her back to our bed, where I served us both slices of the cake I’d bought. Christmas wasn’t the only thing Becks and I were celebrating tonight. I pressed my face into my palms, struggling to stifle the sobs that clawed their way up my throat. And don’t even try to deny it.”
“What, butty-butt sex in Owen’s office?” Becks asked, around a mouthful of cake. I nodded. I’d done this to her. Becks just had me confused. She nodded but kept her eyes on the cocoa.
