CHAPTER 13
MICHAEL“Michael,” Mia mumbled into the pillow, her voice light with laughter.
I snaked my hand around her waist and rubbed the front of her underwear with my fingers. They were soaked, drenched, just wanting to be ripped off. She let out another laugh and arched her back, rubbing her a*s against my d**k.
“We don’t have enough time.”
I pressed my lips on her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her shoulder. The morning sunlight flooded into our bedroom through the window. I pulled her onto her back, my lips brushing down her chest to her lacy panties. My c**k pulsing and aching to be inside of her. But she was right. We didn’t have enough time.
So, instead, I spread her legs, rested her thighs on my shoulders, hooked one finger into her underwear, and pulled it to the si
