His mouth is demanding—it’s distracting—and before I know it, I’m moving in and out of him, breathing him in, and savoring the sensation of being inside him. Kole breaks his mouth away and tilts his head back, exposing his neck. I lick a path from his collarbone to his jaw. “I need more,” he pants. “Yeah?” I straighten up and pull him with me so his ass is off the bed and practically in my lap.
😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
