Zeath climbs out of bed without warning, and I sit up from the shock of his sudden approach.

“Zeath, you’re injured, lie back down,” I tell him breathlessly.

Yet he stands in front of me, pushing his crotch in front of my face. “How can I fuck you while lying down, baby?”

“I meant to ride you,” I tell him, trying to rise to my feet before he places his hand on my head and presses me down.

“Stay down, love,” he whispers, “I want your lips wrapped around my ...