"You flatterer," she teased, drawing shapes against him in a way that she knew would make him itch to be undressed. "I assume you're choosing your words intentionally."
Not that it would be the only part of play tonight, of course, but she knew how her Jack was.
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Not that it would be the only part of play tonight, of course, but she knew how her Jack was.