Bride to Be

Number… number two, upper,” she whimpered as she slid her tongue slowly down my jaw, brushing her lips against my flesh as she glided further down my neck. Nipping at the shoulder bone with the tips of her teeth before pressing her lush lips across my heated flesh once more, sucking it into her mouth before slamming at it with her tongue.

“Mm hell yes,” I growled slamming her up against her apartment door, forcefully grinding my hips into hers as she wrapped her legs around me, her arms reaching out across my neck as I rolled my tongue down the nape of hers, placing small baby kisses across it.

“Oh shit yes,” she gasped, slamming the back of her head against the door as I grasped both her ass cheeks firmly in the palms of my hands, holding the bulk of her weight as I continued to grind my hardening cock against her hips through our clothing. “Let… Let me get the door,” she quickly panted, pushing me away, pressing her feet back against the pavement as she turned away from me and frantically searched her leather jacket for her apartment keys.