Seducing Sinclair (6)
As I leaned forward and took her gorgeous títs in my mouth, my hands slid down the curve of her waist and over the round, tight cheeks of her ass.
I squeezed, letting my fingers dig into her soft skin as she moaned under my touch. I couldn’t get enough of the way she trembled for me. But I had more plans for that perfect body.
Reluctantly, I released her nípples, my lips trailing a hot, open-mouthed path down her stomach. I paused to circle her navel with my tongue, just to hear her breath hitch, and then I kept going lower.
I wanted it all. I slipped off the couch and dropped to my knees, pressing a kiss just above the crease of her hip, where her faint tan line teased me with the contrast.
The scent hit me first. Her pússy was flushed and dripping with raw need
