on Sunday, June 23, 2013

His hands grip her thighs, slowly moving up to knead her bottom.

Really, there is barely any space between them and as he leans forward and buries his face against the crook of her neck, she mentally corrects herself. No more space left whatsoever.

He presses multiple kisses against her neck, lavishing it like he worships it. She moans.

The sound excites him – makes him want so much more – and his hands start roaming all over her body.

She looks out the window and smirks when she finds what she’s looking for.

She makes sure to smile for the camera.

image credits to pepperdolls @ minus


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