Angelica’s POV:
It’s hot.
So f*****g hot.
My mouth latches onto a stranger’s lips with our tongue intertwined. I’m quite sure that we’re disgustingly swapping saliva.
His firm hand grabs onto my bottom harder, knuckles knocking against the hard wall behind me. Legs spread around his waist that seemingly motion in quick action as if it’s desperately penetrating me despite the clothes wrap around our bodies.
We were still in public, but no one seemed to notice, or perhaps they pretended not to acknowledge that a pair of humping monkeys in the corner of the room.
After a while of being lifted midway in the air, I receive a cramp on my waist’s left side. I slap his broad back. “Put me down. I got a cramp,” I slur out, and he stops planting kisses down the vein of my neck as low chuckles
