Chapter 82

• “Oh my God, Lisa.” Her position immediately below his cock, which was becoming more stiff by the second, was achieved by throwing her leg over his thighs to straddle him. It strained upward, reaching toward his firm abdomen. She reached down and encircled his thick length with both hands because she couldn't resist the urge. He jerked convulsively as soon as she touched him, arching his hips forward to get more of her contact.
• She leaned down to take his mouth, which was firmly trapped between their stomachs. It was a brand of strong, uncompromising fire that pounded at her stomach. She danced a playful war with his tongue as she slid hers inside his mouth. As he had once done to her, she planted her hands on either side of his head, pressing her palms to his to keep him down as she tested her limits by pulling at his hands. He smiled against her mouth.
• “A little aggressive tonight, are we?”