Her n*****s were already hard. Aching. Her chest lifted into my palm like her body didn’t know how to resist anymore.
I cupped one breast and rolled her n****e between my fingers as I kissed her deeper, rougher, hungrier.
She moaned again—louder this time—into my mouth, her whole body shuddering in my hands.
I groaned, still kissing her, grinding my c**k into her with slow, deliberate pressure. Her p***y squeezed me again. Hot. Tight.
Clenching around my knot like it wanted to pull me deeper. I kissed her until she couldn’t think. Until her hands fisted my shoulders and her breath broke into sharp whines between kisses.
I pulled back just enough to speak, my lips still brushing hers. “You feel how tight your little p***y’s hugging me right now?”
She blinked up at me, dazed, trembl
