The moan she lets out over the first bite has me pulling in a deep breath to rein in my natural reaction. The primal, sexual sound instantly makes my jeans grow tighter. When her eyes roll back and she moans again, I realize she’s exaggerating her response now, trying to rile me up. Via might not want to admit it, but she loves sparring with me and working me up. There’s a fire beneath that quiet exterior.
