Escapades
A grunt escaping him.
"Josh, kiss me," I whispered. My hands involuntarily gripping his hair with my fingers.
"Tell me you don't want me as bad as I want you right now Nadine?" He whispered, his lips grazing my neck, leaving wet marks from his tongue.
"I want you so fucking bad Josh."
"Mmh, bad girl. Taunting me the way you bite on that bottom lip. Makes me want to fuck you right now."
His hand slowly trailed to my stomach, the throbbing between my legs feeling so intense, I needed to feel him. I wanted his fingers touching every inch of me.