He whispered. "You are my good girl" He swept another soft kiss across her lips. "I will think about fucking your sweet little mouth for the rest of my life." He dragged his tongue across her lower lip, then when she gasped, gripped it in his teeth. "I would love to come across you one day. Somewhere innocuous like a bakery or a bookstore. Then I would drag you into a quiet corner, disillusion the both of us and fuck you where you stand. You’d let me because you’re such a good girl."