Jessica De La Fuente

Jess sits up while straddling him still. Hips swaying from side to side. Moving to the beat of the humming song. Ed Sheridan shape of you. Her lips tugged into a flirtatious smile.

A giggle and chuckle filled the room a reaction from his touch.

🎶 Boy, let's not talk too much"
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Well, come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead, mm… 🎶

Who?

🎶 Mr. Ass-Man… keep playing that song all.…all night.… 🎶

She continued singing, adding to it and teasing him as she sang to him.

She giggles at the tap to her ass.

“I’m going to start calling you, Mr. Ass-Man.”

She teased him and wiggled her butt in his hands.

>> escapes her lips.

She broke the kiss to playfully take his lower lip between her teeth, tugging slowly, her gaze on his as she released, only to crush her mouth to his again.

The cool air replaces the warmth of her lips as her head tilts back.

Back arching to follow his guided touch.

A small pleasurable whimper +

She nods her head softly. “Always, but today… extra,” she whispered as her body followed his lead easily. Landing in between his legs, her chest pressed to his. The curves of her body moving into place like a pizzel.

“Baby, I want you,” she said so there would be no doubt.

Arms wrapped around him, her body ready to move with him if he leaned back or pulled him forward and lay on top of her. Either way, she needed him closer.

“Me either. I mean, I do want my body pressed up against your slippery sexy ass body.”

Chuckling, “We should try hot Yoga… since you like me all hot and sweaty.”

“Or... " She holds his hand while she points to him and then to herself.

“We can just spare and get hot and sweaty that way.”

She tugs on his hand to draw him in for a kiss.

She can’t help but grin… the memory of the last time he had her bent over with her ass up filled her mind. She bites her lip to keep focus on the moment.

“Yeah, I guess I never thought about it.”

She giggles and takes his hand.

Her smile reaches her eyes. “And you found this … sexy?”

Hips shifting to angle herself to face him better. Two fingers walking up the length of his arm.

She laughs “I was not grunting … was I?” She asked a bit embarrassed.

Jess lifts and bends her legs so that he can sit closer and she can rest on his lap.

“Thats right you haven't seen me box yet?” her eyes brighten at the topic of conversation. Her hobby other then him.

Jess lets out a stressful sigh and plops down on the couch.

“Okay, good. I didn't wanna fight. I'm a lover not a fighter.” she is already laughing at her own joke.

“Piss me off?”

“Do you wanna piss me off?”

“Do you want to fight?”

“Because I can come back in, and we can fight.”

[She was in a good mood, but if he wanted to fight, she could oblige.]

Mmm… kay..

*She notices the thumbs up.*

Oh, the thumbs up, too? Wow, who pissed you off, Vic?

*She wonder why he's so grumpy today.*

Jessica shakes her head at him with a soft chuckle.

“That including me?” she asked with a smile.

#OffLine

#SeductiveSunday 🖤

“You asking me?”

#Lurking

Jessica started to feel herself relax.Ger body weight pressed up against him. trapping him beneath her.

“Hey..” she whispered back.

She shifts and adjusts her body, the water rolling over her curves and edges. Her smile reached her eyes.

“There is plenty.” She pulls him in by the arm, her body brushing up against him lightly.

“Would you?” she didn't believe he would. She hoped.

Jess leans back lazily as a well-manicured foot emerges from the water, pushing back the faucet's lever. The drip of the water fills the small bathroom. Her chocolate gaze falls on his face.

“Join me!” she hoped he wouldn't deny her.

She took one more hit, the soft glow from fhe amber coming and going. Jess holds on to the gasp of air before releasing it. She holds it out to him, waiting for him to take it. A small smile on her lips.

“Here.”

Pressing her lips firmly over the joint's tip, Jess takes possession, a steady drag. Inhaling, the sweet burn moves like a cloud as her lungs expand. Her eyes flutter closed as she leans back, and a lazy smile plays on her soft lips.

“Thank you,” she whispered.