ZAIYREE
A moan escaped through my breath, and my body trembled as our lips moved together. His tongue traced my lips, and my mouth fell open, eager for more of him. His tongue swirled around mine, and I lost track of where his breath started and mine ended.
He started taking a few steps, guiding me backwards. My thighs hit the back of his desk, and then a second later, his hands swooped under my legs and lifted me up, so I was sitting on the wood. I wrapped my legs around his torso, pulling him into me. His hard length pressed against my core, and I mewled at the friction.
All reason left my brain as Ezra’s fingers found the hem of my shirt. He pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the side. His mouth found my neck, and my back arched into the sensation. He trailed kisses down my neck
