Olivia Westview
James's kisses were driving me wild.
His lips trailed down my thighs, teasing me, making me writhe with need. The thin barrier of my panties felt like too much and not enough at the same time, and I could feel his breath hot against the delicate fabric. Every part of me was alive and sensitive, trembling with the anticipation of what I knew was coming next. Vigorous fvcking.
"James," I gasped, the heat between my legs building to an unbearable point. I could barely form words. "Please."
His chuckle was deep and low, sending shivers through me. "I love hearing you beg."
In one swift motion, he hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down, leaving me exposed and vulnerable beneath him. His eyes darkened as he gazed at me, and I felt a rush of arousal at the r
