In a fluid maneuver, Adrian had flipped Ari onto her back, laying completely on top of her. When his mouth covered hers again, tongue dipping fully into her mouth, his hand darted under the bottom of the tank top she wore. At first, his fingers feathered along her stomach, stroking, and kneading the area around her navel before it swiftly trailed upward, attacking the fleshy mound of her breast.
Ari gasped against his mouth, squirming under his touch. But this only caused him to trap her more fully, captivating her as he deepened his kiss, massaging her breast with wildering, fervent strokes.
This is happening. This is happening!
Ari trembled when his mouth left hers, he quickly pulling her shirt over her head, exposing perked, pebbled n*****s. Adrian wasted no time, h
