He expected her to think while his mouth did wicked things to her? She whimpered as her belly clenched tight.
“A…a…cosmic mood belly ring.”
She jumped when he sucked on the skin by her left hip. He pressed her back. “Mood? It’s red. What’s this ruby red colour mean?”
She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Her mind was screaming for release and all he seemed content to do was torment her more.
