Ravene stood near the foot of the bed and began to dress while Brandon remained seated at the desk, watching her in silence.
She first stepped into a pair of soft black shorts, bending slightly as she pulled them up over her hips.
Next she reached for a loose, oversized t-shirt. She lifted it over her head and let it fall down her body.
When she finished, she smoothed the hem of the t-shirt once with both hands and turned toward him.
"Done. Satisfied?"
Brandon stood up from the chair.
Ravene crossed the short distance between them. She rose onto her toes, slid her arms around his neck, and looked up at him.
"Come here," she murmured, and pressed her lips to his.
Brandon's hands slid down her back, over the curve of her hips, and slipped beneath the waistband of both her shorts and panties.
His palms met the warm, bare skin of her ass.
He gripped both cheeks firmly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh, and pulled her tighter against him while the kiss deepened.
