QUOTE : You close?” His voice holds a taunting note, his lips curved in a slight smirk. “You know I am,” I say desperately. I buck my hips but that just makes him stop moving. Frustration streaks through me. “Please.” “Please what?” He teases my nipple with rough fingertips. “Please let me come.” “Please let me come what?” Confusion rises for a moment, until I realize what he wants. “Please, Blake. Please let me come, Blake.” A huge grin stretches across his face. “Okey-dokey.