[Denali’s POV]
Rosco’s hands trail along my skin, traveling from my thighs to my sides, and then finally around my back so they can come to rest on my a*s. Once there, he pulls me forward so that I can wrap my legs around him.
“Rosco,” I whimper as his mouth finds my throat and begins to explore it until his teeth graze along my mark spot. “W-wait.”
For a moment, it doesn’t seem as if he is even processing what I’m saying, but when he finally pulls away and looks at me with hunger-filled eyes, I know he understands.
“I’m sorry,” he huffs. “I was…”
“No,” I gasp, realizing where his mind was going. “That wasn’t what I meant. It’s just that we're..."
Motioning, I look at the empty park around us. We were out in the open, where anybody could see us going at it like rabbits.
“Out in the
