HANNAH

His hand clamped down on my nape with dominance while the other slid up my thigh, claws brushing over the fabric of my pants.

“I think we both know that if I slip a finger inside your panties, you’ll be dripping wet, baby… I can hear the filthy, wet sounds of your pussy from here…”

“Mmn.” A traitorous moan escaped my lips as his tongue licked slowly over my collarbone, tasting my sweat, pushing me down with his massive body.

My fingers tangled in his dark red hair and my heart was poundi