CHAPTER 56. MY DICK FEELS AT HOME

HARA

My shaky fingers had only undone one of his buttons when he caught me off guard with a ferocious kiss.

I gasped, gripping his shirt as I was forced to take quick steps backward. His hands grabbed my ass through my skirt and we plumped on the bed.

He didn't break the kiss but went ahead to ravage my mouth with his tongue. He was kissing me like his life depended on it. Like he's been starved. And his hands were working their way expertly into my inside thighs, squeezing the flesh there.

I gasped in pleasure. My hands roamed around his...