His hand finds its place at the corner of my jaw and neck, gripping hard as he leans in. I've never kissed Ryder before. There's been a time or two I've imagined it, maybe even dreamt it, but never thought it would happen.
His lips are soft cushions against my own, pressing harder as he pulls me closer. My exposed breasts are flush against the fabric of his white shirt, able to feel the warmth of his hard chest. His free hand grabs my ass, sliding down to my thigh and lifting it to hook around his hip.
I'm now standing on the tips of my toes, holding on to him with my other leg and feeling his erection through his pants right against my aching little p***y. I want him so bad, I'm sure I'm leaving a wet stain on his pants right now.
His teeth suddenly grab hold of my lower lip, nippin
