Kandy's POV
Our tongues brush against each other, hot and wet and I press my palm to his chest to feel the hard muscles of his pec.
The man is built like a Greek god but doesn't know what to do with all that.
I squeeze them under my hands like stress balls and he moans into the kiss, I do it again and I see how his pants develop a dark spot where the head of his c**k rests.
Can I make him c*m in his pants like a teenager?
I smirk and separate from the kiss while he looks up at me like I'm something magical and new, he has this dazed look in his eyes that makes me want to pet him.
Oh daddy will make such a good sub…
Straddling him I pull on the bottom of his shirt to let him know I want it off and he obeys, wordlessly lifting his arms for me and I take off the shirt, tossing it over
