Withdrawing my fingers from her mouth, I licked them clean of her saliva, savoring the lingering taste of her. "It's time to wake you up," I said with a wicked smirk, leaning in close, my eyes locking onto hers as I prepared to take her further down the path of no return.
I kissed her again, deeply and without restraint, plunging my tongue into her open mouth as she gasped for air, her breath ragged and needy. My tongue sought hers, tangling with it, dominating it, pulling her into the rhythm I set.
"Hmppff!" Atalanta whimpered, the sound muffled as I toyed with her mouth, my tongue sliding against hers, tracing the soft insides of her cheeks, brushing over her teeth with teasing flicks. Her tongue surrendered to me, soft and submissive, letting me explore and claim her completely. When I finally pulled back, a thin thread of saliva connected us, glistening in the dim light.
