A Valentine's Slút. (Part 2)
"Do you trust me?" he asks, pulling me to face him. I feel the heat of his breath brush my skin, and I clench my thighs, struggling to control the surge of pleasure building between my legs.
"I do," I say, smiling softly. He cups my face in his hands, kissing me fiercely, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I kiss him back, pressing my hips into his groin. He deepens the kiss for a moment before pulling away.
He holds the kiss for a moment, then steps away from me. He stares at me with lust, and I feel my pússy moisten as I think about everything that could be done to my body tonight.
"Let's go," he says, reaching out to grab my hand, guiding me out of the room.
We step outside, heading toward the car in the driveway. The cool air brushes against my bare sk
