C18 Marking her

Denise could feel his sculpted body beneath his shirt. She's sure he has those amazing abs that would make anyone drool. "Don't play innocent, my Princess," Mike says quietly before pressing his warm lips against hers.

"Oh f*ck," she mutters softly as his hand grasps her head and then presses his lips on hers. His soft lips cover every inch of her lips, not missing a single one