“I’m such a slut for you.” I laughed as I eased off him, feeling his cock slide out of me.

“I know you are.” he replied.

The relationship I had with my sluttiness towards him was a love/hate one. I loved the pleasure of fucking him. Just being in his proximity had me turned on, and wet. When he was inside me I wanted more. I never wanted to stop. I’d do anything he asked.