My Balls In -... — Shaiden Rogue - Girlfriend Drains

She leaned down, her lips ghosting over his. "Good. That means I did my job." Then she slipped under the covers. "One more for the road."

He barely got a word out before she proved that morning stamina was a myth. Her mouth was relentless, her hands pinning his hips down when he tried to squirm. "No," she ordered softly. "You don’t get to help. Just feel." By the time she finished, his legs were shaking. "Two," she smiled, kissing his stomach. "Now you can have your coffee."

"And you said no." Her smile was pure wickedness. "But now we’re here. No cell service. No neighbors. Just you and me… and my growing need to drain every last bit of stress out of you." Shaiden Rogue - Girlfriend Drains My Balls In -...

They left the cabin later than planned. Alex could barely walk straight. Shaiden, radiant and smug, drove them home.

He groaned. But when she looked up at him with that little smirk, he knew he was a dead man. And he wouldn’t have had it any other way. She leaned down, her lips ghosting over his

"One what?" he panted.

And he did. For about an hour.

She didn’t ask. She took.