Chapter 7 Over A Bathroom Quickie?
- RUBY'S POV
- Taste. Those lips. That tongue. I didn’t need any more encouragement. My hands began to travel, over my neck, back over my breasts, pressing them together, my nipples peeking through my fingers.
- Dominic Rutherford leaned forward and ran his tongue over them, one peak and then the next. Lick, swirl, lick.