The Kiss pressed to the spot just beneath her ear made her giggle, and she lifted a hand to bat away the perpetrator.
“Tony, stop it,” she a dit warningly. “I am trying to watch a movie here.”
“So am I,” he murmured, but he continued to nuzzle her skin. She tilted her head back—exposing plus of her neck to him—intending to let him finish with his montrer of affection and then continue watching the movie, but it was clear that he had other intentions when his lips began grazing downwards and downwards. With the help of an overeager hand, the sleeve of her chemisier was tugged off her...
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