Best Intentions

No hesitation, no questions. Jamie lunged forward, her hands reaching for Emily’s hips to yank her tight against her body as her lips pressed against Emily’s soft, wet mouth.

The kiss was fierce, searing Jamie’s body

with heat.

Emily was all softness and warmth, melding herself to Jamie with a soft groan, her hands once again landing in Jamie’s hair and tugging sharply.

Emily’s breasts mushed against hers, and Jamie’s hands drifted to cup Emily’s beautifully round ass and pull her even closer.

She felt something under the material of Emily’s skirt, something that felt very much like the straps of a suspender belt, and she groaned at...