I moaned at the feel of his ample lips that I had missed, his hands rough yet caring as they meandered across my body, stroking my curves and further generating heat within my already wet core.
His hips bucked against mine in wild and unadulterated ardor, triggering a fire that burned so delightfully, so. . .
His tongue licked the seams of my lips before it entered my mouth along with his addictive minty taste. We weren't simply kissing, no, we were savoring each moment, lost in a heady trance of passion.
I almost cried from the plain and uncontrolled pleasure that I felt at his tongue marking every inch of my mouth whilst his hips thrust against mine so that his hardness met the softness of my core.
"Blake" I whimpered against his lips my fingers pulling harshly at his hair as I felt the heat in my core building up making me dizzy with need.
Oh such a strong and delectable yearning.
I begged him as I grinded my hot and wet core against his rock hard erection wanting the friction- no needing the friction.
He claimed my mouth with his searing and concupiscent kiss, silencing me as his hand on my hips slowly travelled lower and lower until it was at the hem of my panties.
Too lost in the dizzying pleasure prompted by his sweet taste, I moaned out loudly, voicing my satisfaction, while my body trembled from the raw and consuming pleasure I felt as his hand stroked my bare core.
Epitome of Innocence.
While she was driven with love for others despite the disheartening circumstances of her own life, he was driven by a powerful and bitter loathing for everyone; especially a certain starry-eyed young girl who caused his loins to tighten in raw, unadulterated hot desire.
Her sinfully soft skin and dewy eyes called out to him.