Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy
My pussy was already pulsing for him, and he’d only tied my wrists behind my back.
Lochlann began to undress me from the waist down: my shoes, my socks, my jeans. He unzipped my hoodie and pushed my tank and bra up to reveal my breasts before he yanked my underwear down to my ankles. I let the panties fall to the floor and, in a move desperate to make him wild, I sat back and spread my legs.
“Fuck, Kate,” he growled. He stood in between my legs, his fingers probing my pussy. “What a naughty girl you are, to show your professor your pussy like this.”