“Liar,” she says darkly, just before her teeth bite down on my ear and she pulls. I jump in surprise and quickly lift my free hand to her waist in order to push away, but that was a mistake. Because now I have her skin under my touch, I’m holding her against me while she continues moving, dancing, grinding against my body and now I want more. I flex my fingers, gripping her even tighter when my back arches involuntarily and I press myself harder against her.
Clenches thighs
