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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