Sliding his hands down her skin from her breasts, he catches his fingers in the waistline of her underwear and pushes it down over her hips so forcefully that they slide completely to her ankles, leaving her bare from the shoulders down.
His eyes devour her delectable skin. The sight of her pressed against the sink, naked, slightly bent forward, her ass presented to him - causes his c**k to throb so badly he thinks it would burst through the confines of his slacks.
His hands caress over her bare skin. “Atticus,” the warlord hums, palming her ass and squeezing it hard, parting her cheeks and p***y lips at once. ”Atticus,” he repeats with less venom, darkness spilling into his tone.
His left hand splays over her flesh, passing teasingly down over her pelvis until his hand eases between he
