His forehead rests on mine, and I'm pressed against the wall, caged by his figure. Both of our breathings are harsh and quick in effort to get oxygen, before the air is cut off again with joined lips. His hands lift up my bum and I wrap my legs around his waist, and he begins walking upstairs, where he saw me running down.
"Where is your bedroom?" his deep voice breaths, his hands harshly groping my bum, and I can feel his hard manhood rubbing against my feminine parts.
"Last door to left." I moan out as his mouth attaches to my neck, softly yet just enough harshly biting the skin there before sucking on my sweet spot, he perfectly remembers its location just below my earlobe.
