After stopping by Chris’s hotel so he can change, we spend the whole day together walking in the park, eating at Zocalo’s, and going to the Atlanta Botanical Gardens. By the time we return to my apartment, I want him again.
Unlocking the door, I throw my keys heaven knows where and shove him inside. Closing the door, I slam into him up against the wall as I savage his mouth, desperate for a taste of heaven. Chris is right there with me, roaming hands squeezing my ass as I press into him, rubbing hard against his groin.
Biting his bottom lip and then soothing it with a kiss, I move my hands to the front of his shorts and pull them down to reveal his orange bikini briefs (I think this a fetish, don’t you?). Rubbing hard against his bulge, I lift my leg to wrap it around his thigh, bringing
