Amy stared at the man standing between her legs. She usually finds it uncomfortable being with a man like this, he seems rich and could have some habits during sex that could be dangerous for her but she could literally have an orgasm just from staring at him, and he still had his clothes on, so just imagine what would happen if he actually pulled his clothes off, she'll probably get a nosebleed.
Zach patiently waited for her to make a decision as he watched her rape him with her eyes, not that he was complaining though, he definitely loved her appreciation for his body.
"I'm waiting, kitten" His throaty voice rang across the space, jolting her from whatever naughty thoughts she was having
She said nothing but pulled his face closer to her, the only silent approval Zach needed to get down and dirty with her. She writhed and shivered as her hips buckled trying to move along with his tempo as he suckled on her as though that was his lifeline. Zoey kept her hands on her lips as she tried to hush the moans that were threatening to escape her lips as he molded his way through her folds, it didn't take long before she convulsed and let out a scream as her she rode down from her high. He licked her clean before pulling her up from the counter, carrying her from her ass, making her wrap her legs around him instinctively. His lips met hers and they danced around in that position, her back to the wall, his hands on her butt, and little guttural sounds. He gently moved from the counter to the couch, placing her on it as carefully so as to not break their connected lips apart, while Zoey was still trying to make sense of what she was her doing as her brain was all mushy from continuous body contact. Zoey knew for sure that she would never be able to forget that night....the sexual tension between her and this man was way too much for her to handle.