Chapter 9 Favorite

Ann smiled sweetly at Paris and slipped out of her dress and ran deeper into the water. Paris stripped and joined her. With the moonlight shining on her face, Paris stroked his fingers through her hair and brought his fingers back over her shoulder, up her neck, over her chin, resting them on her lips. He replaced his fingers with his lips and kissed her softly, dropping his hands to her body, pulling her closer. “I love you, Ann Willow,” Paris said, in between kisses.
Ann wrapped her arms around him. “Make love to me.”
Paris wrapped his arms around her rear end and lifted her up. Ann wrapped her legs around him and felt that he was already hard for her.