LESLIE'S POV This was probably a bad idea. But I didn't care as I clung to my husband, bringing him down on the sofa with me. Saint didn't waste time before kissing me back, his hand gripping my thigh and hoisting it over his waist. My head dug into the sofa as Saint sucked my lips, alternating between the top and bottom, driving me crazy in the process. A moan left my lips as I grinded against him. My hand moved to Saint's shirt and I started to unbutton them, revealing his delicious body with every button that popped open. Saint shrugged the shirt off before returning to me, his lips capturing mine again. This was real. We were not performing in front of anyone. We wanted this. I sat up and pulled off my top with Saint's help, leaving me in my sports bra. My chest heaved as he followed my mounds with his eyes. “This…I can't believe this is happening.” He looked dazed as he palmed my left breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple. I jerked up, my mouth falling open to let ou
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