9 Zara

9

Zara

His pupils dilated hearing my words and rolled me on my back. I bit my lip when he spread my legs, his large hands sliding over my legs. Leaning down, he kissed me sweetly, teasing me until I was grinding on his bulge. He lowered his kisses on my neck, cupping and fondling my breasts while I writhed underneath him.

“Hayden,” I whined, threading my fingers through his soft, thick hair.

He hummed, kissing down my stomach, holding me down on the bed as my legs spread on its own to accommodate him. The sight of such a handsome man kissing my body made me moan, the mirror showing off the beautiful sight of his back muscles and deltoids moving when his lips lowered to my abdomen.

I wanted him so badly that it was hurting.

As if reading my mind yet again, he pulled back to remove his pants and boxers, leaving him naked. I licked my lips at the sight of him, wondering how he would ever fit inside me.

But it seemed like Hayden had other things in his mind when he grabbed the lace of m