Mad with Lust
My body could still vividly recall the pleasure of our intense lovemaking from the night of our wedding, and I had to admit to myself that I was craving for him.
Bradon bent down and began licking my collarbone before he began nibbling softly on it. I moaned as my hips began moving on the bed. Instead of pushing him away, I ran my fingers through his soft blond hair as I moaned his name softly. He licked his way down from my collarbone to the sensitive skin in between my breasts as his hand tugged at the small buttons in front of my dress.
“Ahh…Bradon…” I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily in bliss when he finally slipped his hand in between the opening in my dress.