Using his tongue like before, he kissed her. Their tongues were dancing like a sword play. He angled her body for a deeper thrust, and pumped into her. She met his every loving push with one of her own as she swiped her tongue over his. Their bodies moving in perfect unison. Blinding pressure began building inside her as moisture pebbled her skin.
The scent of their lovemaking saturated the room and closed over her. Fire burned through her, driving her beyond the brink of sanity. Her heart pounded, her body buzzed.
So perfect.
So right.
So intimate.
He rotated his hips, massaging her sensitive spot with the tip of his c**k, bringing her as high as the moon and the stars. She was close, so close. “Brayden I . . .” He buried his mouth in the crook of her neck.
“I know,love, let it go,
