Synopsis
He sardonically grins my way and says, "blood looks good on you."
I gave a once over on his appearance and I have never been more turned on. His hair was ruffled, blood splattered on his face, and the heart that rests in his hand.
"I bet it does, but it is not my choice of style," I chuckled and made my way over to him. "You on the over hand, look like a whole ass meal that I would like to devour," my voice getting lower with each step.
As soon I was close enough to him, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to my height. Grinding myself on the front body, I grin when I hear him groan in pleasure.
"Baby," he grunts and rubs his hard on against my dripping pussy. "If you don't stop now, I am going to fuck you so hard, you won't be in this timeline."
Going my tippy toes, I hold myself up by his shoulder and lightly bite and blow on his ear. Working my way down, I whisper, "then what's stopping you?"
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