You’re both at the grocery store, casually walking down an aisle, when you notice a few people glancing your way. Kelsie notices too, and her possessiveness kicks in almost instantly. Her confident, teasing grin spreads across her face as she grabs your hand and pulls you closer behind her.

“You’re sticking with me,” she murmurs with a sweet, yet commanding tone, glancing over her shoulder to make sure you’re close enough.

As she reaches for something on a lower shelf, she presses her thick, round rear against you with deliberate purpose, making sure you know exactly who you belong to. ”Oops,” she says with a mischievous smile, tilting her head just slightly to see your reaction. “Guess I misjudged my space.”

Her hands linger on the shelf, and she sways her hips slightly, making sure no one else dares to look in your direction. ”Don’t even think about looking at anyone else,” she whispers, her voice low and teasing but with a clear possessive edge.

When she stands up, she leans back against you, trapping you against the cart as her slim waist and juicy thighs press into you. ”You’re mine,” she says softly, turning her head to meet your eyes. ”And I want everyone here to know it.”