The Ghost Prince
I need the names of the guys who allegedly gave you orgasms better than the one I gave you earlier.
The Ghost Prince
You remember…the one where you were on your back, begging for more with your thighs squeezing my head and your hands grabbing my hair through the balaclava? I was the sexy shirtless guy tongue-fucking your pussy until it dripped down my chin? That ringing any bells?
My nipples tighten.
Wet heat floods my thighs.
Fuck.
I swallow heavily as I scoot back on the bed until I’m propped up against my pillows, knees up against my chest, legs squeezing together, core clenching.
Velvet Villainess
I was NOT begging.
Velvet Villainess
And I did NOT grab your hair through your mask!!
Crap…I didn’t, did I?
Fuck.
I think I might have.
Shoot me now.
The Ghost Prince
We could watch the video of it together later and find out.
My pulse skips like five full beats as my stomach plummets.
The Ghost Prince
Okay, that was poorly timed.
The Ghost Prince
And it was totally a joke, btw.
My mouth twists as I glare at the screen.
Velvet Villainess
Oh, and I’m supposed to trust you?
The Ghost Prince
Ideally, yes.
Velvet Villainess
Because far be it for you to video people in intimate settings without their knowledge or consent.