She kissed him, her teeth catching his bottom lip, biting down just shy of pain. Wyatt groaned into her mouth, his cock hardening fully beneath her, but his hands stayed where they were. Letting her lead. Letting her have this.

Lauren kissed down his jaw, his throat, feeling the vibration when he swallowed hard. Her mouth moved lower, across his chest, her tongue tracing the contours of hard muscle, her teeth scraping over his nipples. She felt him tense beneath her, felt his breathing change, ...