He slid two fingers into me, thrusting them roughly. I threw my head back and moaned, the pressure building in my core. I clenched around him as heat coursed through my body.
He placed hot and wet kisses down my neck and slipped his hand under my top and groped my breast through my bra.
After cursing into my ear, he curled his fingers around my bra cup and yanked it down so that my breast spilled right out of it.
He did the same to the other side and squeezed both of my breasts through my shirt, drawing his palms against my hard n*****s.
He ground his hips against mine, and I let out a soft moan.
“I want you inside of me,” I whispered. He teased my n*****s some more, taking them between his fingers and tugging softly on them through my dress material. “Please …”
A wave of pleasure
