*Shelby*
We both lie panting, sweat forming a salty film on our skin. My fingers traced lazy circles across Michael’s chest before slowly working their way down. His breathing became shallow as my soft fingertips brushed against his hardening erection.
"Ready for round two?" I whispered huskily in his ear.
He nodded, and I moved closer and straddled him. He grabbed my face and pressed his lips to mine with fierce desperation. Carefully, I lowered herself onto him and groaned as I felt him fill me up. Every inch of him sent waves of pleasure through me as I rocked against him, every movement a tantalizing tease that he couldn't resist. My head spun with pleasure as my grip tightened around his cock until neither one of us could deny the intensity of the moment.
