Klaus's kiss was as intense as everything else. He grasped Emily by her hair. His hip thrust between Emily's thighs, and it felt like a claim of ownership.
Emily mirrored his movements and kissed him back. She finally relinquished control and gave herself to the man.
When his tongue slipped into Emily's mouth, she tasted him. Klaus's kiss was nearly suffocating
"Klaus," Emily gasped, opening her mouth wider to meet him.
"Peach," Klaus growled, his hip slamming into Emily's once more.
"I'm a fucking adorable girl," Emily said, trying to keep up with his aggression.
Klaus withdrew his cock, then guiding it into Emily's mouth.
"You're mine now," he declared, pushing it back into Emily's body.
"My cock is coated with peach juice, making you mine."
He tilted his head and deepened their kiss, their teeth scraping against each other, their tongues entwining.
"I'll bury myself in this pussy forever," he promised.
