Fallon
His breath hitches in surprise, and I can feel his c**k twitching beneath me, already hard and ready. I rock my hips against him, grinding down on his length as he groans low in his throat.
“I like the sound of that,” he grins, his hands moving up to unbutton my blouse and reveal the lace bra underneath. His touch is confident and assertive as he pops open the front clasp, and my breasts spill out for him to admire. His gaze darkens, his hands cupping them gently before his thumbs swipe over my n*****s - already hard and pebbled from the chill of the AC in the room. His touch sends a shiver down my spine, the sensation igniting a fire in my belly.
“f**k,” he murmurs hoarsely. “You're so beautiful.” I can feel his c**k straining against his pants, an insistent pressure against my
