Hitta's Tea Maker | Edwina Fort
A squeak left my throat when right then my arms gave out causing me to fall back. I braced myself for the impact with the ground, but it never happened.? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? I was caught by something hard, but it wasn't the ground. My eyes widened when I saw that the muscled arm that was wrapped around my waist shamelessly holding me against an equally muscled body, said Hard. The other arm slowly joined it securing me completely, said Hitta. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Dear God! I had fallen right into the brute's arms. For a moment I didn't move. He tightened his arms as he brought me even closer gently burying his face in my long braids at my neck. My lips parted in a gasp when I felt his mouth lightly brush my skin.? The caress was barely there, but because I was super sensitive at that moment, I'd felt it. His lips made their way up to my ear. "Man, shawty?I want you so bad." He whispered.