Chapter 67: tell me what you want

Larissa's viewpoint

Zayne climbed off me and sat down, grabbing my wrist and pulling me along with him. He carried me and spread my legs across his thighs. I placed my hands on his shoulders and I couldn't help but wow at the slight difference in thickness. How didn't I notice this sooner?

"To be honest, Larissa, you don't know what you want most of the time," I didn't pay attention to what he said. My focus was on his palms groping my ass. The squish of my buttocks made my cunt feel a bit stimulated, forcing my body to respond to the clenching with heat. "Sweetness, look at me," I tore my gaze away from his hands and looked at his face. "I said you don't know what you want most of the time,"

"Yes, I do,"

"You have a clue what you want but you subconsciously act on what people want or expect of you. I'm not sure how to explain it but a good example is that this relationship has been going forward at my pace. You do what I want most of the time, especially when it comes to sex,"

"But I