RIO
Before I could say another word, Wolf had me turn around to face him, and I was hoisted up, and my legs were tightly wrapped around him.
The moment my butt touched the granite countertop, Wolf had my shirt pulled over my head and tossed to the opposite end of the bathroom from us.
My hands, in a frenzy, roughly did the same to his own Henley long sleeve and clumsily fumbled with his belt buckle before eventually succeeding, and the sound of his heavy denim pants hitting the floor was the only other sound in the room to be heard, other than our moans of approval and the sound of our sloppy kisses.
“Are you sure, Kitten? If I take you now, I’m going to take you every day from here on out.” Wolf briefly pulled back, searching my eyes for any doubts.
There were none.
I didn’t answer,
