M Warning: brief intimate scene and m on f oral stimulation.
It wasn't an order nor a plea. It was just a single statement. He spoke as if he was talking to his best friend or another human in his life. Hart smiled. But he was talking to her.
It was only like what, one in the morning? By dawn she would be back home. A few more hours with a cutie by her side wouldn't hurt.
"Sure," tucking her hands under her head, she smiles. "If you kiss me goodnight first."
The bed shifted and Donya felt cold lips touch the back of her neck, lingering, then those same lips kissed her right cheek.
"There, two kisses," he whispered. "Now you have to stay with me twice as long."
For the first time in a long time her ladyship felt herself blushing as she snorted.
One hesitant hand caressed the arm
