18. Nate
EIGHTEEN
NATE
Her pants are just loose enough around the waist for my hand to fit, and the pretty redhead clings to me as I wiggle my fingers past the band of her underwear.
She’s so fucking responsive.
I moan into Rosalyn’s mouth when my fingers reach her core.
She’s so fucking soaked.
My fingers slip through her folds, and I wish I could hump her leg while I touch her, needing the contact.
But I want to stretch this out. I want this to be the first of many orgasms for her. And I don’t want to come in my pants.
Rosalyn’s inhales are choppy against my mouth.
Her body arches into my touch.
I push my hand lower, my palm facing her body, and I push my fingers into her entrance.
“Is all of this for me?” I growl against her lips. “You this wet just for me?”
She whimpers in response, and my cock jumps.