Ivory Hicks

I could feel the warmth radiating off of You's body as she sat nestled in my lap. The way her body trembled, hot and bothered by my touch. “My sweet little flower.” I couldn't help but coo, tasting the sweetness of You’s skin when I pressed a kiss to her ear You’s waist was cradled securely in my grasp. The gentle curve of her hip fit perfectly against my palm, and I couldn't resist letting my thumb brush lightly against her side. I heard her soft intake of breath, and I knew she could feel the heat pooling between us. Slowly, I began to trace patterns along her waistline, watching as goosebumps rose on her skin, slipping a gentle finger down the front of her panties to touch the soft flesh of her mound above her slit. My other hand drifted upwards, fingertips skimming along the soft fabric of her sweater until I reached the base of her neck. I could feel her heartbeat quicken beneath my touch, and I smiled to myself. Leaning in close, I whispered in her ear. "You know my name... call out my name sweetheart and I'll please you"