“Come here” in a flash Chris grips my shoulders pulling me up to my feet, he lifts me jump slamming me down on the kitchen island, my skin slapping the cold marble.
He crashes his lips into mine, kissing me hard, sucking my tongue, tasting his juices from my tongue.
He groans into the kiss. The vibration sending waves to my p***y. His hands busy themselves ripping my clothes off my skin, the sound of seams ripping echoing throughout the kitchen as the material goes limp beside me.
Chris pulls back, taking a step back to look at me. I was now sitting bare chested on the kitchen island. I quickly threw what was left of my top off me.
“Beautiful” Chris whispers out, his hands gripping his c**k, stroking himself gently as his eyes zeroed in on my chest. The sight of him makes my f*****g p*
