Crossing The Line (Scarlett)

(Scarlett)

Loki lips trailed kisses down my jaw, my neck. I roll my head back, granting him better access, a moan escaping my lips before I could stop it. Loki warm solid body caged me against the door. I could already feel his rock-hard cock poking into my thigh. Gods, he felt good. I let my hands snake under his jersey, fingers skimming over the ridges of his muscles. Everywhere we touch, sparks ignite. I squeeze my thighs together in an attempt to soothe the ache building in between my legs. The anticipation alone was killing me.