With one fluid motion, Baden flipped up Gemma’s dress shoving the front in her mouth so it would stay up. Her teeth clamping down on the material, a wave of excitement moved through Gemma until her eyes followed Baden’s. Taking in her scars and swollen belly, Baden lowered his lips to kiss and suck at each and everyone of the scars as he rubbed her belly with soft circles.
“Noo,” Gemma’s thin arms fanning out as she tried to cover her little body. Her dress falling back down covering Baden’s view and impeding his contact, a throaty growl surfaced in his chest. Taking the base of Gemma’s dress in hand, Baden could no longer wait. His patience and control destroyed in a few small movements and choice words. Ripping the dress swiftly up the centre, Baden’s mouth delved back in exploring her
