The words seemed to ignite something in him. Junior's expression softened, and he gestured for her to come closer. "Turn around," he said, his voice rough with need. "Let your pussy face me while my dick faces you."
Emma hesitated for just a moment before complying, her body moving almost on its own as she positioned herself above him. The room seemed to shrink around them, the world narrowing down to just the two of them, their bodies so close yet not quite touching. Junior's hands settled on her hips, guiding her into place, and then…
His tongue darted out, hot and wet against her most sensitive spot. Emma gasped, her hands flying to the headboard for support as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. "Oh!" she cried out, her voice shaky. "That feels… oh God…"
