FORBIDDEN DESIRES
Her thighs grew slick with her juices.
“Your tits taste so good,” Hayes said, his voice rough, his breath hot on her skin. “My jealous girl, your nipples are hard for me. You want me to own you, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Eva moaned, “Mmm, please,” her voice breaking, her hips moving, her pussy begging for him. “Make me yours, only yours.”
Hayes stepped back, his lips wet, his eyes burning with want. “Kneel,” he said, his voice thick, unbuckling his belt, the leather sliding free.