The Meet Up
When Red has one of her rare meet ups with her long distant friend, Umber, sparks will fly...
Slowly, Umber slipped the tips of his fingers inside her waistband. Her skin was so smooth, like an ocean of white chocolate, and for a moment that was all he could think about. But it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. The girl in his arms arched her back against him, pushing her lips to his ear as he bent down to meet her. “What are you waiting for? More,” Red whispered, her voice low and sultry, both from the lust r...