Harry dips his head and kisses that sweet spot on my throat. I whimper and moan, and when he repeats the act again and again, I clutch his head tightly.
He lifts that dark, intense gaze and stares at me.
"You asked for this so you better calm down."
He nips the hollow of my throat and I bite my lower lip to keep the moaning at bay. I keep as still as I can and i clutch the duvet tightly as he blows his warm breath on my exposed chest.
I'm so glad that Lisa chose this particular dress for me. It exposes my upper chest leaving very little to the imagination.
Harry traces tiny butterfly kisses all over the naked skin, and he marvels when his lips trace the tiny mole on my chest.
"You know you have such perfect skin, right? So creamy..natural.." He murmurs as he captures my lips in an
