Chapter 36: Scissoring Supremacy

Francesca’s POV

At some point, I lost count of how long Bianca and I were making out. My room was filled with the wet sounds of the smacking of lips and the occasional moans and groans we were letting out. I felt intoxicated, half out of my mind, because Bianca was so incredibly sweet. There was something about the way she handled me that communicated her hunger, her desire. I felt wanted and I didn’t know how badly that was something I needed after being rejected by my mate. She was still in my lap as we kissed. My hands itched to explore further so they slowly traveled down her back until I was touching her ass. She moaned loudly against my mouth when I squeezed both cheeks. They felt firm in my hands but soft at the same time. Goddess, I truly was going crazy.

“That felt good,” she whispered against my mouth. “Your hands feel good on me.”

“I like how you feel,” I confessed, kissing her some more.

It wasn’t that difficult to clear my head of everything else and focus on Bianca.