No panties.
Just n*****s and that perfect f*****g p***y and eyes that were so goddamn hungry.
My c**k throbbed, getting harder by the second. “You’re more gorgeous every time I see you naked.”
A blush moved across her cheeks. “Dominick, you don’t have to just look at me.” Her fingers went to her tit, brushing over her n****e before slowly lowering to her p***y, where she began to rub her c**t. “You can come touch me too.” Her exhale was more like a moan. “And you can feel how wet you make me.”
“Goddamn it.”
She took a step back and another, sitting at the end of her bed, where she lifted her feet to the edge of the mattress, ready and spread for me. “Come f**k me.”
Fifteen
Kendall
D
ominick and I were seated in a corner booth of the restaurant, separate from the other occupied tab
