C46 Forty-six

Brandon’s hand travels up my thighs, I stifle a moan and place my palm over his to stop him from going further. He snakes an arm around my waist, pulls me to himself and I let out a small yelp at how easy it is for him to carry me. I pout as my butt connects with his laps and he steals a kiss from me.

“Did you like it?” His eyes dart to the empty but stained plates on the dining table and I nod