Still startled by such an intimate gesture, I stiffen at first, but Connor’s insistent lips melt my resolve. His tongue seeks mine dominating all of my senses, and his hard chest molds to mine as he grinds his hard c**k against my stomach.
The kiss heats with every glide of his tongue on mine, and his hands wander across my thighs and breasts, touching any piece of skin he can reach. His fingers caress my stomach as they make their way around my back and wrap around my waist.
I love how his mouth ravishes me. It feels amazing. Like he can’t get enough of me. It doesn’t take me long to establish a retreat and parry rhythm with our tongues that make my toes curl.
Eventually, he pulls away, his breathing ragged and his lips swollen from our kisses as he sets me down on my feet.
I watch
