CHAPTER 63. MY d**k FEELS AT HOME
HARA
My shaky fingers had only undone one of his buttons when he caught me off guard with a ferocious kiss.
I gasped, gripping his shirt as I was forced to take quick steps backward. His hands grabbed my ass through my skirt and we plumped on the bed.
He didn't break the kiss but went ahead to ravage my mouth with his tongue. He was kissing me like his life depended on it. Like he's been starved. And his hands were working their way expertly into my inside thighs, squeezing the flesh there.
I gasped in pleasure. My hands roamed around his back and my hips rocked to his hard d**k hidden beneath his pants. I didn't want the foreplay. I just needed his d**k inside of me.
His mouth left mine and watered kisses on my neck to my earlobe and I moaned in pl
