Chapter 36 - Davey (Kathline) Part One
Davey’s Point of View.
A guttural moan builds up in my chest rising up into my throat and escaping my lips as they move perfectly against Kathline’s. My breath becomes laboured, as the requirement for oxygen feels nowhere near as important as the need to feel her tongue dance with mine. Kathline lets out a soft moan of her own, as I bundle her backwards towards the large sofa, her legs connect with the soft cushions, and she falls backwards. I grip my arms tight around her small waist, following her, landing softly on top of her writhing body.
Trailing my fingers up from her waist I fist the soft silk material of her work blouse. The feel of the material causes the blood flow to rush southward, as my erection begged to be let lose as it strained
