Olivia

His tongue explored every inch of my mouth while his hands roamed freely, touching everywhere he could reach. One palm pressed flat against my lower back, holding me in place. The other squeezed my breast, fingers finding my nipple through the layers of fabric.

I grabbed his hair, tugging hard enough to make him groan. The sound vibrated through both of us, making heat pool between my thighs.

His hand left my breast, sliding down to my hip and then lower, ...