"Ahh~ Son...you're... playing a dangerous game with m-mmm~ mother..." Emberly gasped, her voice breaking into a soft moan as Pyris tilted her chin up with a gentle, commanding hand, forcing her to meet his eyes.
The fire of lust burning behind them was undeniable.
"I've never been one to play it safe," Pyris whispered against her lips before capturing them once more. This kiss was different from the first—deeper, hungrier, more demanding. His tongue devoured her, winning the battle completely.
As he pulled away, a sliver line connected their lips, she looked at him with her eyes begging, begging for more!
"C'mon mom... You can say it, beg me!" His voice was commanding.
His hands roamed her body freely now, and Emberly responded with equal fervor, pressing herself closer to him, her fingers digging into his back.
The feeling of his hardness pressing against her only fueled the tension, the undeniable proof of how much he wanted her.