“Not so much.”
As he closed the distance between them, expecting her to stop or step away, she stepped into him, molding her body against his. She stretched and placed a soft kiss against his lips.
He lowered his head to meet her and turned it into a far from gentle kiss, filled with so much heat and need. Teasing and tormenting her with every touch, every sweet, gentle bite.
Sweet and bitter. He felt the sweet heat of her body pressed against him. Tuck slipped one hand up under her shirt, and up to cup her breast. He played one finger across the tip of her n****e, teasing it into a peak.
He couldn’t help but notice how well she fit against him, soft where he was hard. He couldn’t help himself as he cupped her ass with both hands and lifted. London parted her legs and wrapped around hi
