"Well, at least someone is still believing in me," I replied, though that didn't last long before Elda raised her head and fiercely kissed my lips. Elda's lips pressed against mine with a fervor that sparked the room. The atmosphere heated up as the intensity of the kiss grew. Her tongue sought entrance, and I welcomed it, our mouths dancing in a sensuous rhythm.
Feeling the hunger in Elda's kiss, I deepened it, exploring every inch of her mouth. Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me closer. The taste of desire lingered on our tongues, an unspoken promise of the passion that was about to unfold.
The room became a stage for our heated exchange, and I could sense the jealous gaze of Grace and Nora intensifying. Elda's hands traced the contours of my body, igniting a fire that was impossible to ignore. As our tongues continued their dance, Elda's moans mingled with the sultry atmosphere.
