Regina's hands gripped his forearms and her long nails dug deep into his skin. She almost drew blood with the steel-like grip. The harder she clung to him, the harder he wanted to fuck her. She kept up an act of indifference when they spoke, but now that they were naked together and ready to fuck, she was anything but indifferent.
Paul positioned himself on top of her until his face hovered just inches from hers. Her lips gleaned from the saliva that she stroked onto his long cock, and her small teeth could be seen through the slight parting of her mouth. He had seen that look a hundred times and knew what it meant.
She wanted him to kiss her.