Sasha's laugh died off in her throat as she felt his hand around her neck, bruising the skin and cutting off her air. She used to love when he'd fuck her like this, testing to see how long it would take for her to squirm. It always surprised him to find that she never did.
"That's it," she rasped, hands coming to clasp around his wrist instinctively. "Squeeze the life out of me, Cole...make me feel it again!"
She'd know he had it in him. Her tar was still running through his veins somewhere because it never completely wore off and she wasn't using it to manipulate him this time. Her boy was right here, right in front of her. She'd just had to get him to come out and it was already glorious.