Clara
Even though I was incredibly sore already, I couldn’t find it in me to deny him of yet another round. He trailed one hand up my thigh, pushing the shirt of his I had stolen up. His hand trailed around to my ass, pulling me closer to him. The friction sending shock waves through my body, starting from my core. And with that, the soreness was forgotten. My body demanding more. Needing more contact. Removing his hand from the back of my head, he reached down to the hem of the shirt and pulled it up over my head breaking our kiss. Exposing my bare chest and leaving me in my panties. Our hands moved simultaneously as he trailed his up my back and pulled me closer to him. My hands moved up his chest, wrapping around his shoulders pulling myself down until our lips collided again. My hips
