I threw Ellis’s shirt on the floor.

He growled, pleased, and grabbed my hips, flipping me over roughly. He pushed my shirt up my back and placed a trail of hot, wet kisses along my spine.

I writhed in his grasp, moaning and pushing my hips up as his lips moved down my back.

He placed a kiss on my sacrum and groaned, his hands tightening around my hips. Then he ran his nose up my spine, causing me to squirm more.

“I’d love a little girl, as ...