“Do you feel what you do to me?” I kissed the back of her ear and down to her neck. “How f*****g hard you make me?”
“This dress isn’t safe around you.”
“It’s not the dress, Kendall.”
She moaned as my mouth lowered to her collarbone. “I’m never going to get any unpacking done if you take this off me.” She arched her back, shoving her ass into my c**k.
I hissed from the friction. “Tease.”
She faced me, giggling. “I’ll go make us some coffee.”
While she disappeared to the kitchen, I went into the bathroom and washed up, and when I joined her, she handed me a to-go mug.
“Just creamer,” she said. “I remember from my last sleepover.”
“You’re good.” I took a sip, the coffee just the way I liked it. “Really good.”
She followed me to the car, and I revved the Porsche as I backed out of the
