I could feel his palm all over my body, doesn't he have any shame?
Anyone could have come here and witnessed us in such a state.
When I felt I was about to pass out, he left my mouth and started brushing his lips against my jaw while groping my melon.
"I don't think, I'll ever get enough of you.
Every time I come close to you, I feel like I am touching you for the first time"
He groaned against my cleavage and the way he was staring at my chest, for a second I felt as if he would yank my clothes from my chest but he didn't, instead, he moved back and started looking into my eyes.
His hold gaze almost gave me panic but somehow I controlled myself.
Soon the darkness of his eyes started gleaming with fascination.
There was no space between us but still, he was pressing me a
