Liam shifted his weight, careful not to pull out, and wrapped both arms fully around her. One hand rested flat against her stomach, feeling the soft rise and fall of her breathing. The other he brought up to cradle the back of her head, his fingers threading through her dark hair. He pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, just below her ear, and felt her shiver.
The pork he'd consumed earlier churned in his stomach, sending waves of heat through his body. His cock hardened again, growing again in Midnight's pussy. The scent of her sweat and something uniquely hers made his mouth water.
Liam shifted his weight, one hand sliding down to cup her breast. It filled his palm perfectly, soft yet firm. He squeezed gently, feeling her nipple harden against his palm.
"Midnight," he growled, his voice deeper than usual.
