I leaned down and kissed her, slow at first, savoring the taste of her mouth. She responded instantly, parting her lips, letting me in, tangling her tongue with mine. The kiss deepened, turned hungry, needy.
My hips ground against hers, c**k sliding along her slick folds, and she moaned into my mouth.
“You feel that?” I asked between kisses, voice shaking. “You do this to me. Always hard for you, baby girl. Always f*****g ready.”
She arched beneath me, her hands clawing at my back. “Then take me,” she whispered, daring me, begging me.
And gods help me, I couldn’t refuse.
I slid inside her in one slow thrust, groaning loud as her heat clenched around me. She gasped, her legs wrapping tight around my waist, pulling me deeper.
“f**k,” I growled against her throat, kissing, biting softly
