Chapter 82 - "Make The Damn Move Micajah."-02

I groan when she opens her mouth, letting my tongue dip into hers. She gives me full control of the kiss, and as much as I enjoy her kissing me, this is a whole new spectrum of pleasure I've never considered before.

And it's safe to say, it's fan-freakin'-tastic.

I suck on her lower lip as I let my hands slide lower. I wait for any sort of protest, and when I get none, I rest my hand on the curve of her bottom. We come up for air, and I take this opportunity to kiss my way down her neck.

"Mhm," She moans when I bite the skin near her collar bone, raising her head to give me more access. I back her up against the counter as I bend my knees to lower myself to her neck, nibbling and suckling on her soft flesh.