Florence lay warmly across him and her body molded to his as if she belonged there.
The steady rise and fall of her chest against his chest made every breath a little heavier.
Her fingers traced along the lines on his chest "Mmm…" she murmured lazily, her voice vibrating against his neck, "you're so warm… it feels good like this."
Brandon's palm shifted, kneading her ass with a firmer squeeze, drawing a low, satisfied hum from her throat.
She tilted her head and her lips brushed his jawline in a fleeting kiss before lingering at his ear.
"That's right…" she whispered, a faint chuckle slipping through, "…hold me just like that. Don't you dare let go."
Her legs adjusted, curling a bit more comfortably around him, pressing her body flush against his.
The thin fabric of her underwear left little barrier, and every subtle shift of her hips teased against his hand and thigh.
