Aimes bent his head and captured my lips with his, instantly stealing my breath. He kissed like a wild animal. Powerful. Ravenous. Near mad with the need to consume all of me.
Moaning, I opened myself wider to him so he could take every last bit.
He held my hips firmly in his large hands while he ground his thick c**k against my stomach. My whole body ached for him as I wrapped him up closer in my arms.
"Harlow," he groaned between kisses.
My name never sounded so good coming from those sinful lips and skilled tongue.
"I've dreamed of you too," he said.
Damn me and my loud thoughts while riding him, but I couldn't f*****g help it. Not when he could k****e fire underneath my skin with a simple touch.
"Every night. And do you know what I dreamed of doing to you first?"
"What?
