She arched back. “Yes.” “You like teasing me? Tempting me?” She rocked back, her ass hitting my cock that was stone, and she barely peeked at me from over her shoulder. “Is it working?” “Clearly.” “That’s what I thought,” she murmured. I buried my face at the back of her neck, then rumbled, “Fuck,” as she ground herself against me. My hand moved of its own accord, riding up below that dress where I splayed my hand over her bare bottom. She whimpered, and I groaned, my mouth at her ear. “We need to get home, Raven.” We needed to get out of here before I lost my mind.
