Chapter 80

Seven’s POV

“Mmm, I missed these lips,” she said as her hand touched my thigh. “And I missed the way you smell.” She drew her hand inward. “And I missed the way it feels when you possess me with your voice.” Her hand stroked along my bulge.

“Shantelle,” I groaned.

“Tell me you don’t like that,” she said as she palmed me.

Involuntarily, my legs slightly parted. “Making more room for me?” she asked as her thumb glided over my stiffening cock.

“Shantelle… I…” Fuck, I couldn’t think when she was stroking me over the towel like that.

“You what?” she asked as she rested one knee on my table and brought her breasts up to my mouth. My lips parted, and she gently placed one of her nipples right on my lower lip.

I sucked her in.

“Seven,” she moaned. “I love your mouth.” She lifted and brought her other leg to the bench, where she straddled my lap.

Immediately, my hands fell to her hips, where I kept her firmly in place. “Tell me you