“Holy shit,” she murmurs, looking a little dazed. I kiss her again. “Fucking gorgeous.” She shakes her head as she rearranges her dress. “I can’t believe you just did that. We’re about to be on television!” I lick her slick from my fingers, relishing in her taste. “I have it worse. I’m hard as hell and just have to live with it.” She shakes her head. “No way. You got yourself into this mess, I refuse to feel sympathetic.”
