The hot make out

Her head was resting on his chest, and her hands were folded on each of her sides.

He continued drawing circles on her p*ssy faster, and her lips parted as she rested more on him.

"Oh my" she moaned gently, biting her lip afterwards.

He gently placed his lips on the nape of her neck, taking his time to suck hard on that spot .

"Oh …my sir" she released another soft moan.

Even that simple sucking started making her shake in front of him, she badly wants to grab his d*ck right now and just shove it inside herself, but she's doing all she could to calm down.

He's the boss...he takes the lead.

Louis's fingers were still rolling on her aching peak as he started trailing kisses down to her cleavage.

He snaked the other arm around her once again, cupping her b**b inside it, then he started rolling her nipple in the middle of his thumb.

"Gosh!, Oh gosh!" She gasped, opening her eyes.

She got more impatient to have him inside her, so much that she started grinding her @ss on his d*ck.

His fingers were still running up and down her cl*t, and he suddenly slipped two fingers over them before spreading them apart, then he shoved the two fingers in.

Her body relaxed into his fingers, desperately wanting more as she moaned out s*xily.

"More please..more my Lord"

"You're so wet" he whispered as his fingers continued sliding in and out of her p*ssy.

He suddenly spun her around and sat on the bed, then he made her sit on his lap.

He continued the fingering, but this time he took her nipple into his mouth and began rolling his tongue around the nub.

Avery threw her head back in pleasure.

His fingers inside her, plus his mouth on her nipple felt so good that she started caressing his body, wanting to energize him to do more. She slowly began removing his belt desperate to remove his trousers.

He moved his fingers rhythmically fast inside her, and her p*ssy started vibrating, he could feel it on his fingers.

He shoved it harder, and her mouth spread apart as she shouted.

He shoved hard again, and the same scream escaped her lips.

"Oh my goodness!"

"Goodness me!"

"Yees!!, Lord you own me!"

He sucked harder and fingered deeper at a time, her eyes widened and she held him tightly by the shoulders.

"Ouch!, Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

He added one more to make the fingers three, and her p*ssy expanded easily, then he squeezed her b**bs with his other hand, while his lips returned to her neck.

"Gawd!'

"F**k!!"

"Yes sir!".

"Oh yeah!"

He kissed her earlobe, and she turned her face to him, expecting a kiss on the lips, but it never happened.

He returned his face to her shoulders, kissing it softly.

His lips always feel tender and gentle on any part of her body, so much that she's beginning to fantasize about a kiss on the lips.

He removed his fingers from her wetness and shoved it into her mouth. She gladly licked it.

"Permission to ride you sir" Avery suddenly said, and he looked at her but didn't say a word.

….

Marrissa finished serving a customer and headed into the restaurant to fulfill another customer's order.

She was then suddenly blocked on her way by someone. She looked up to see Dawson staring down at her with a smirk on his face.

"What do you want?" she asked coldly.

"I want you," he smiled.

She looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Isn't it obvious? I like you," Dawson asked.

"So what do you expect me to do? Because you like me, you expect me to throw myself at you?" she asked.

"Rissa, I…" he tried to talk but was cut short by Marrissa.

"You may like me, but I don't feel the same way. I love someone else. So let go of those futile feelings you have for me," she suggested sternly.

"Why?" he asked.

"Do I really need to explain to you? You can never make me like you or be with you, so just leave and stop bothering me. I don't love you and I can't love you," she pushed him out of the way and went to fulfill her orders.

Dawson smirked as he watched her leave. "I will have you, either by force or by your own free will," he muttered to himself.

…

Avery lifted herself up on Louis laps before positioning herself on his c**k.

She slammed herself down on it, and it shoved right into her p*ssy.

Breath knocked out of her, but that didn't discourage her.

She held his shoulders, and he held her @ss, holding them apart for easy entry of his d*ck as she started grinding herself on him rhythmically.

He moved his hips with her to keep up with her fastness, and she started doing lap dance on his d*ck .

His d**k began moving in circles inside her, and Louis groaned loudly, his breath hitting her boobs.

She removed her hands from his shoulders and placed it on her boobs, she started pressing herself temptingly, still riding him crazily.

She played with her n*pples in front of him, and his eyes darkened more.

"Loving it sir?" She breathed, holding eyes with him.

When he didn't reply, she began rocking her @ss on his d**k fastly.

Her @ss slapped each other loudly as she did.

"F**k!, Avery yes!" He groaned as pleasure hit him hard, he held her @ss tighter, grinding it faster on himself.

She's a mad rider.

"Yeah....f*ck!" He groaned again, unable to close his mouth as she continued her fast rides.

Their skins met and sounded like slaps, she let go of her b**bs and they started jumping on her chest as she rode.

She bent over to his chest and started pouring kisses on it, slowing down the ride.

Even the slow ride drove him out of his senses, it was so soothing that he started releasing groans after groans.