Blake had no clue what to expect, and when Seven wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her mouth against his, kicking his heart into overdrive, he couldn’t wait to find out. The past hours of constantly resisting the woman’s easy teasing and pointed seductions had been slow torture.
Angling his head, he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweetness. Kissing her was like biting into a pastry. At the feel of her tongue sliding against his, his d**k bucked in his pants. He slid his hands down the sides of her arms—f**k, her skin was soft as silk—and then dropped to the swell of her hips and her full, round ass. Flesh overflowed his hands and he squeezed. Sweet mother of God, the woman had an ass that would make J-Lo jealous.
After seeing her all hot and bothered with that dam
