Re: Melinda & Viktor & OPEN
Leaning over to pick up her drink, Melinda pressed her hips back to meet Viktor’s. She swallowed down the urge to purr at the promise the hardness she felt there carried with it. She loved playing with him, loved reacting to his touches and feeling the physical evidence of him enjoying himself, too. After a small sip, she pressed her thighs together, doing exactly what he had just implied was his intention tonight, as she leaned back into his embrace.
“And if I was to get up and excuse myself to home, because it’s been a long day…?” she murmured. This wouldn’t even be stretching the truth; it had been a long day, but she had no intentions of sleeping once they got home.