Chapter 177 Soul

• As I slide my breasts down his chest, I hold eye contact. If he wanted to stop me, he didn’t, and the chance to speak was behind us as I placed one hand on his shoulder and dropped my ass on his lap. I leaned back and placed one hand on his massive thigh, the muscles tensing beneath my grip. With a grace I’d practice and honed over the last two years, my hips swayed back and forth as I ground against him. My body moved on top of his and when I looked up at him, my breathing faltered. If possible, he looked angrier than he had before, but I kept up my movements.
• “Mm,” I hummed.
• His eyes darkened at the sound and a shiver ran up my spine. I liked that look in his eyes. There was something long, hard, and thick beneath me. I let out a slow breath as I felt it straining against his pants. Angry, or not, he wanted me. The material separating us was thin and I felt every inch of him a I rubbed myself on him like a cat in heat. I brought my hips forward, my breasts bounced and his eyes dropped down, tracking the movement hungrily. He licked his bottom lip and the mental image of his pink tongue on my nipple was almost too much.