After we arrive at the house, we walk in holding hands. He spins me around so I'm facing him the second the door closes. The man loves his wall s*x. I also notice that he no longer looks tired.
I'm laughing. At least I don't have on my boots. I kick my pumps off as Moon slides my shirt over my head and tosses it on the floor. "If you push me through the glass, I'll never forgive you," I say as I breathe into his mouth because he's already kissing me. Our front door is partial glass and I'm worried we might break it.
"I thought we could try the couch," he replies and leads me in that direction. The couch is comfortable, but the fact that he wants couch s*x surprises me. At least until Moon bends me over the back, locks my fingers into the cushions, and pulls my leggings and underwear down
