Regina moved, untangling from his arms. Paul's hands traveled slowly back down, a hand taking each of her breasts and cupping them tightly, his thumbs moving over her nipples lightly.
"You know, I will never need anything or anyone more than you," she said softly. He sat up, a strong hand sliding around her back and lifting her easily, her body now was in front of him, her breasts became soft cushions around his mouth.
When his lips touched her peaks, Regina moaned, while his lips finding their way over the soft mounds and peaks of her breasts. Regina felt hard flicks of his tongue on her sensitive places, gentle scrapes of teeth following his soft lips. His fingers then dove back into her wet apex, moving in and out, readying her, moving her body into places.
His hand then cupped both cheeks of her ass and kept her in place as he moved slowly, with short strokes, just his thick head dipping in and out of her folds.
