Naught Leilani (II)

I grabbed the remote again, nearly crushing it in my iron grip but a pair of slender arms suddenly wrapped around my shoulders from behind the couch, a soft hand cupping my face. I looked to see a small, silky-skinned hand stroking down my arm to hold the remote.

Soft lips brushed against my ear. "You’re so cute sometimes. Who the hell watches TV without sound?" Leilani plucked the remote from my hand and giggled. The light sound made my muscles tense briefly. I looked back only to rest my eyes right on her cleavage. Arousal flared up like a huge forest fire inside me.

I felt her move away and walk around the couch to stand in front of the TV trying to figure out how to use the remote while blocking my view with her delicious, sexy bare ass and bare legs clad in some transparent stockings.