บท 366: Making up

He sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap. "I don't want to keep fighting with you over this, Nat." 

"I don't want to fight with you either. It hurts too much." She buried her face into his neck. 

He ran a palm up and down her back, taking in her intoxicating scent. She snuggled even closer, rubbing herself against the hardness straining his pants. He groaned. 

"That's a dangerous game you're playing, baby." He warned. He should be holding her and soothing her, not trying to get into her panties. 

"Maybe I like danger," she purred. 

Now that she mentioned it, that was the best way to soothe her. 

He stroked her leg while still holding her to his chest, and when he got to her knees, she parted them to give him access. He hooked two fingers under her chin and nudged her face so she was facing him, and kissed her. She gasped, and he didn't waste the chance to plunge his tongue into her mouth.