"Ryan."
"Hmmm?"
"I love you."
Slyvester rose a little. He reached for Ryan’s neck and pulled her closer. In an instant, Ryan was lying above him while Slyvester was kissing her lips.
Ryan did not instantly move on top of Slyvester. She froze! Slyvester, on the underneath side, continued to move his lips. Open closed. Up and down. He's urging her to open her mouth with his slow movements. Until Ryan gave up willingly
Ryan opened her lips and gave Slyvester a chance to deepen the kiss. He pushed his tongue inside the seam on her lips, tasting every corner of her. Ryan placed her hand on Slyvester’s chest to support her weight. But Slyvester cunningly removed her hand and put it to the side. That's why the distance between their bodies narrowed.
Her hair fell on his cheeks. Slyvester tilted his face, and their tongues met.
"Hmmm," Ryan let out a moan.
