Honey

I climbed on top of Enzo’s lap, connecting our lips like I needed them to breathe. He moaned into my mouth. I devoured his mouth, drowning in how he tasted. My sweet Enzo. My hands fisted in his shirt.

His hands found my hips as he ground my naked core over his hardening cock. I felt myself get wet at the feel of him, gasping in his mouth. My breasts started to feel heavy and my nipples beaded up, practically begging for a touch.

“You’re so ...