Layla moved back, kissing along his skin and moving her hand on him. She sat up and pressed her lips to his again, smiling when he looked at her.
Ryker pulled her close by the waist, lifting her up enough to lower her onto him and kissing her again, one hand on her waist, the other tangling in her hair. “Fuck,” He whispered, letting her decide the pace.
@ Gunslinger;
Ryker pulled her close by the waist, lifting her up enough to lower her onto him and kissing her again, one hand on her waist, the other tangling in her hair. “Fuck,” He whispered, letting her decide the pace.
@ Gunslinger;
September 3rd, 2018 at 10:38pm