The both of them pulled away from the kiss once more to catch their breath and this time, their eyes met as if communicating telepathically their need. There was no need for words, they both wanted this and damn consequences.
Their lips met again and this time, Victor released a guttural sound as he pressed deeper into the kiss, a flush that was far from embarrassment coating her cheeks. Mimi loved a man being in control, but just a little, she was not a doll for decoration.
She slipped her tongue into his mouth kissing him with a feverish urgency and he pressed further into her as if he couldn't wait for their bodies to be melded together.
While her hand dug into his scalp, clutching a fistful of his hair enough to cause him pain, his hand already slipped up her skirt, tugging her panties to the side, and plunged a finger inside of her and she gasped from the sensation.
