C67 Part your thighs for me, Leilani (I)
Leilani
His hard knees pressed under my breasts as he spread me out over his thighs. He had sunk into one of the couches in here and pulled me to bend over his parted, strong thighs, my breasts spilling over a thigh and my hips propped up on the other thigh, my ass in the air.
“Adonis-”
“Quiet.” He cut my shaky words off with one deep, dark, and firm command