I Just Want Simple

Declan’s lips brush over my cheek and he leans in closer, moving his lips against mine.

I moan, throwing my head back so his lips are on my neck instead.

“Faster, Declan.”

He licks at my skin, his fingers quickening around my clit. “You’re so wet.”

I nod, panting. “Your fingers feel so good.”

The fabric of his jeans is pressed against the back of my thigh. My leg is draped over his waist, while