I turn to face her and she watches my lips as I tell her "Pretty soon, you're gonna want nothing more than for me to fuck you. And when you do ask me," I pause and lean in close, "I'm going to make you beg."
For once, she seems genuinely speechless. After a moment, she laughs. "We'll see about that, won't we?" she winks and holds up her glass for a refill.
The Weeknd fan fiction. It's a little different. XO
[All comments welcome.]