My mouth found Harlon’s in the dark and his fingers tangled in my hair, his kiss hard and full of a feral brand of desire that I’d never tasted on his lips before. His tongue pressed against mine, and his palm firmed against my lower back, pulling me tight into his lap and making my bare pussy grind over the hard length of his cock. I moaned into his mouth, biting on his lower lip and he bit me back in return, showing me a savagery I had long wished to see from him.
GIRLY POP THAT AINT HARLON
