He stood up and his fingers hooked, hitting me where only he could. "Do you need me to take you home and make love to you?" He kissed my neck. "Or do you want me to f**k you in this closet? Because I need my c**k inside of you. I need reassurance too." He pressed his thumb against my c**t.
"f**k me. Oh God, please f**k me."
"I was hoping you'd say that," he said and bit my earlobe. My whole body tingled in response. He grabbed my thighs, lifted my legs around him and sunk his thick c**k deep inside of me. He slammed my back against the shelves on the side of the closet as he moved his hips.
Yes!
Bottles toppled to the ground. A fake lemon scent filled the room. But I didn't care that we were making a mess. I ran my fingers through his unruly hair and deepened our kiss. I needed this m
