After passing the blunt back and forth several times, Misty leaned back on the pillow.“You blunted up?” A devilish smile played at the corners of Dane’s magnificent lips.Too high for verbal communication, Misty expressed her lust with a seductive lowering of her lashes, and the appearance of her tongue, moistening her lips. She was ready. Nipples pearled, coochie warming up and tightening, Misty was down for anything Dane wanted to get into.Dane released a puff of smoke and placed the blunt in an ashtray. Then he reached over and grabbed handfuls of her hair, drawing Misty close. His lack of tenderness heightened her arousal, made her tremble with burning need. Braced for a bout of sexy hair pulling and ass spanking, she bit down on her bottom lip. But Dane surprised her. After raking his fingers through her hair, he gently pressed his fingertips into her scalp, making circular motions, soothing and exciting her at once. He worked his hands down to her shoulders, kneading her muscles, melting away knots of tension.
