Somewhere Only We Know
Well, the slight throbbing between her legs and her peaked nipples means she knows what she wants to do--and as her mind try to calm her down, thinking about how terrible idea it is to slip her fingers underneath her shorts not while someone still holding her,
He seems to know her thoughts because Daniel snuggles closer and she can feel the length of him against the curve of her ass. The hard length of him. Natasha’s mouth goes dry.
God, this cannot be happening.
As much as she wants to, she can’t sit here and grind herself against Daniel no last name morning wood. Such a shame though. She kinda wants to.
Natasha shakes her head. Focus, her mind supplied.
At that time, she can hear the chang