Chapter 8: Nice and slowOLIVIA
I could feel that he was already turned on as slowly sat on his lap. In fact, I could really feel that his body was already hot.
He mumbled a curse and tried to kiss me but I avoided his lips, teasing him with a playful smile.
"No kissing yet," I whispered while he looked at my lips.
I then started to move my hips. I swayed and grinded on his laps which made his mouth form a little 'o'.
"f**k, Reese . . . You'll be the death of me. Grind your hips more," he said.
As I grinded against him, I could feel the unfamiliar sensation building up within me. Biting my lips, the devil in me wanted to tease him more. I stopped and stood up, which shocked him.
I winked at him and then I turned around. My hands went to the upper hem of my skirt and removed it slowly
