Tiffany moaned, as his fingers sneaked under her dress, caressing and sending shivers to her body. Her free hands sank into his hair, pulling him closer, as their kiss intensified.

His hands and kisses traveled down her belly, his fingers playing with her waistband, Tiffany couldn't help but moan out, “Please fuck me already!”

Brent smirked, returning his kiss to her ear, teasing the area with his tongue and hot breath which kept tingling her skin, setting it ablaze.

He finally whispered, “Who do you want to fuck you?”

“You,” she moans again, feeling his hardness poking her thighs.

“No, plead like you want me to.” he teased, his hands...