“May I?”
Lila asks, her fingers itching to jerk the sash away. “I’ll be right back.”
Riley says and moves to get up but Joss grabs her hand and pulls her back. Lila runs into Joss in surprise. Her legs tense at the pleasure and her back arches again. Lila runs into Joss in surprise. Joss smiles at the feral look in her wife’s eyes. “She also likes it rough like you.”
Joss husks and gently pulls on Riley’s hair, making the woman moan. Lila gasps and throws her head back against the seat. “You would? Joss walks back out to her wife with a groan of lust. Lila’s breath catches at the Spanish tongue and she wets her lips anxiously. “Do you have any questions before we get to the house, Lila?”
Joss asks. “Fucking hell- you both feel so good.”
Riley whimpers and struggles not to push back onto her wife’s fingers.
