It was just natural to shower him with kisses and affection, especially after he drilled her into the ground just minutes ago and made her practically scream his name. Actually, Emerson was the one with a name on his lips but Piper knew it would happen sooner than later. "I'm just kissing you. You're the one groping me," chuckling softly and raising a brow at him.
The brunette felt his free hand travel to her breast but didn't except the rough tweak, "Oh!" moaning into a kiss on his chest. It was stupid how good it felt with his calloused fingertips scrapping her sensitive bud. As if he was setting up a challenge, her gaze grew darker and her lips started to press licking kisses down each rib like she had all the time in the world in case he wanted to stop her. Her eyes met his and flickered with heat as the kisses turned to all dirt, hot tongue.