He leaned her back to give them a view of her beautiful breasts, which he put in his mouth to suck and lick, making her gasp from the sensation.
She was trembling with pleasure over her body, getting closer to her beautiful orgasm.
He wondered if she came as refined as everything about her.
She brushed her head against his, inviting him for a kiss. He kissed her like her mouth was his for the taking like her entire body was something he had a right to.
Grabbing her hair, he made her eyes meet him, desperate to see her soul. her eyes looked so beautiful, so lustful, and so willing.
She struggled to voice out her words as he looked into her eyes.
Was it because it was not him she wanted or because it scared her that it was him who she wanted?
