Sonya grabbed my face with her hands, giving my cheeks a little pinch and shake. "Can you not just jump straight to that? Is your brain filled with nothing but sex?!" Her voice was half-whisper, half-exasperation, but her eyes held a glint of amusement.
I let her manhandle my face, simply nodding.
In my heart, I answered honestly: Yes, that's right. In my head, aside from the simmering plans for revenge, that's pretty much it. Sex and dominance, it's the only thing keeping me sane.
Then, in a flat but deliberately provocative tone, I said, "Repeat that sentence later when you're moaning my name."
Sonya's face flushed crimson from her ears down to her neck.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, shaking my head more vigorously. "How... how can you say something so vulgar so confidently to a woman's face?"
