"Tell me angel, do you want me to tell them?" He whispered, so deliciously as if talking dirty to me. I couldn't stop thinking about the taste of skin or imagining how his pretty lips would taste on mine. The s****l tension and attraction between the two of us was undeniable. I shook my head no and grinded onto his lap whining. I needed friction. I needed him to do something but I immediately regretted it after hearing the beautiful moan fall from his lips and I felt his erection growing under me.
"s**t, Bee, please don't move again", He said and I half whined and half hummed the answer out. He pulled me down more so my arms were wrapped around his neck instead of resting on the head of the couch. He brushed my cheek softly then leaned into my neck. God knows how but he kissed right on my
