Lise's eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and desire, her smile widening at my response. She lowered her head, kissing me deeply, our tongues tangling in a passionate dance.
Her hands roamed over my body with a renewed intensity, squeezing and caressing in a way that left me breathless. The softness of her previous touches was replaced by a rougher, more urgent need that matched the fire burning within me.
She broke the kiss abruptly, leaving me gasping for air. "Turn over," she commanded, her voice firm and filled with authority. I hesitated for a moment, the sheer force of her desire sending a thrill through me. Obediently, I rolled onto my stomach, my skin tingling in anticipation.
