“Touch me,” I whisper against him. “Please.” Despite his jeans, I feel his cock twitch beneath me and his chocolate eyes narrow slightly. His hands drop from my shoulders and drag down my frame to my hips, holding me in place as I grind down on him. His eyes drop to where I’m seated before dragging them lazily up my body. “Where?” His voice is low and gruff and I feel it in my clit like a heartbeat.
