The burning need deep inside me and buzzing through my skin has made me insatiable for him. He unfastens the seat belt that has been restraining me from crawling into his lap, as I start to unfasten his belt and unzip his fly frantically. He is slow and decisive with his movements, his hands slowly caressing my body and making the burning need between my legs become unbelievably frustrating.
I’m nowhere near restrained as I desperately start to gyrate my hips over his.
“I can smell your nectar, sugarplum,” his beast growls in a seductively gravelly voice, making my nerves quake and my juices flow more.
His glowing eyes stared into mine, his mouth slack as he groaned from taking another deep breath of my desire for him.
My tongue laps from his chin to his lips, meeting his in a tangl
