Kylie
Jesse doesn’t let me clean up. He retrieves my emergency panties which I had in my purse and drops to the floor in front of me, those dark eyes locking on mine intently. All the emotions I see there make my breath catch.
He lifts my foot and places it inside the hole, and then does the same with the other before slowly tugging them up my thighs. He kisses along my legs as he goes, making them shake again.
He kisses my c**t before he tugs them into place, and then he stands and cups my p***y over the fabric, making me wiggle at the wet feeling of his c*m dripping from me. “I’m going to f**k my hand when you leave, knowing you will have to sit in my c*m drenched panties all the way home, Angel.”
Fucking hell.
He pulls my dress into place and moves away, letting me breathe as he ta
