Chapter 168 Tasting Wine & Tasting You
- Ava
- We had moved from the hot tub to the plush lounge chairs on the veranda, where Chris had laid out on his back. I leaned over him, peppering kisses along his inner thighs as my hand continually stroked up and down his increasingly-thick and throbbing member.
- “Goddess, Ava,” he groaned, shoving his head back into the pillows, “you’re good with your mouth.”