In seconds, his huge, muscular body was pressing against mine as his hand took my neck and squeezed it possessively.
“I missed tasting your lips so much, you little b***h,” he moaned in my ear.
A purr escaped from deep within me as Bicker used his free hand to caress my breasts through the neckline of my dress.
Shit, s**t! My core was heating up as his hips moved, rubbing his bulge against my abdomen.
“I can smell your juices, you're as turned on as I am,” he murmured, moving his lips against mine.
My breathless words escaped my lips. I just nodded with my eyes closed as I enjoyed his sweet taste. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth with roughness and passion.
However, just then, he let go of my chest, moved his hand down to my thigh, and gently lifted the skirt of my dress.
