#Chapter 184: Recording

“Lamar, wait –” Lamar covered my mouth with his. As I gasped, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and licked at my own. I pushed at his shoulders, but he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me too tightly to let go. When he finally pulled back from the kiss, I turned my head so he couldn’t steal another. However, the action left my neck exposed, and he latched his mouth there instead. “Lamar, stop.” “I’ll make you feel good, Cynthia. You can trust that.” “That’s not why I want you to stop.” He lifted his face from my neck and gave me a wolfish grin. “I’ll record it for you too, so you can watch me between your legs whenever you need to get off.” Record me? “This is too much,” I said. “I’m not ready.” “I’m only trying to give you pleasure,” Lamar said, tilting his head. “You don’t want to feel good?” “I’m not ready,” I said again, more firmly. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. What he was offering was a nice gesture, and under different circumstances, maybe