Soft, lewd, and intense moans filled the room Scarlett had been in roughly for a few hours. She arched her back when a trail of sloppy kisses went down the crevice of her collarbone. Lasciviously biting and pulling the skin in between the teeth, a wet path of a lustful lick was set off along the jawline, fusing a series of faint moans, the only harmony driving the man lingering his lips on the holy skin. His kisses were building something in her stomach she couldn't quite grasp. The strength was beyond the world she had been living in.