Summer made a deep, throaty moan, twitching her hips up a little and even rising on her toes. Her skin shivered under his touch, and she lost all semblance of dominance over the situation.
Petro had the hand holding her ass vibrate as his other hand slid down her body and stopped right at the waistline. ”What was that? I’m gonna have to work harder?”
She shifted less comfortably when the hand on her ass vibrated. “That tickles.” She bestowed another kiss on him, light and quick, and grinned. “It’s not what your hands are doing that makes me sound like that, Petya, it’s your mouth.”