Chapter 155. Fantasise

Chantel Raven

I pull him back, my hands tightening in his hair. He looks lost, but I attack his lips again. Wrapping my legs around him, I make him sit down before settling on his lap.

"Chantel," he murmurs.

I brush my hair away, and as it falls in front of him, he leans in to bite my lip. It turns into a tired, open-mouthed kiss with a mix of clenched teeth and smiles.

I lay down on his leg, wrapping my hand around his length. A smile on his face, but his brows furrowed.

"You want to ride my thigh?"

"Do you want to know what I really want?"

He knows I'll be honest without any qualms. Even more so now.

"Tell me, baby."

"I want your dick inside of me. That's simple. I want you to ruin everything—"

In anger, he throws his head back. Before moving my hand up and down, I run my finger along the tip of his pen. I want him to feel good just as much as I want to feel good