@devilscheck sent | [ grind ] Jennifer straddles Chase’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional
"Hello."
Now, was Chase expecting a gorgeous woman to approach him in this club and settle herself on his lap? Not at all.
Was he going to argue now that she has?
Not at all.
The woman grinds against his lap, and Chase lets out a sharp breath.
"Fuck, baby, okay-"
He switches his drink into his other hand so that he can set a hand on her waist. "Here? You sure?"











