I crushed myself to him, every point of contact lit with fiery need. My hips rolled forward involuntarily, matching his tongue's thrusts. One of his hands dipped down to cup my ass, then he hiked up my thigh around his waist. His hard length pressed against my lower belly. His hungry mouth nearly tipped me over backward, but I hung on to the only thing keeping me from falling.

He worked my leggings down my thighs. His lips and tongue left mine to wander down my neck while he ...