Kate’s pov
He kicked the door closed behind us. One minute he was pushing me against the wall pressing his lips against mine, the next he was throwing me down onto my bed and tugging his shirt off.
His hands were all over my body, touching every inch of me. His hardness was pressing against the front of my skirt and I was aching for him to touch me there.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, needing him closer.
My fingers danced down his perfectly sculpted back.
He ripped the shirt off of my body and yanked down one of my bra cups and my breast fell out of it. "Look at these." His one hand groped one of them. He rolled my n****e around between his fingers and tugged on it. "I'm going to have fun with you." His other hand was between my legs, unzipping my skirt.
He sucked my n****e
