Elsa moaned, holding onto him by wrapping her arms around his neck.
His tongue ran across her lips, and she melted, opening her mouth to accept him.
He plundered inside her, and she gasped at the contact, needing every single touch of his hands. Noah thrust his pelvis against hers, making her aware of his rock hard cock.
While he was kissing her, ravishing her mouth in ways she’d only seen in movies, his hands slowly started to descend. She should stop him, but the truth was, she couldn’t, nor did she want to.
This was going to happen. She wanted it to happen, more than she wanted anything else to.
“Fvck, I’ve got to stop,” he said, pulling away.
The rope she wore was partially opened.
“You don’t have to stop.”
“I’m not going to do something you don’t like.”
“I didn’t tell you to stop.”
Feeling bold, she untied her belt, and let the robe open up and fall to the floor.