A Taste of You Page 31
by Sorcha Grace
“What’s that?” I asked, my voice breathless, and my nipples already beginning to harden in anticipation of his skilled lips and tongue.
He reached for my bra clasp. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”
by Sorcha Grace
“What’s that?” I asked, my voice breathless, and my nipples already beginning to harden in anticipation of his skilled lips and tongue.
He reached for my bra clasp. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”