THIRD PERSON POV
Charlotte’s body still quivered from the orgasm Sam had given her, but her pulse was wild with something darker—control. She sat up on the padded table, grabbed Sam’s wrist, and pulled her up roughly until their lips collided.
Her kiss was hungry, teeth clashing, tongue forcing its way in. Sam moaned, surprised by the sudden aggression, but Charlotte didn’t let up. She shoved Sam against the wall, pressing her own body flush against hers.
“You think you can just eat me and walk away?” Charlotte growled against her lips. “Now it’s my turn.”
Sam’s breath caught, pupils dilating, but she smirked. “Show me, bride.”
Charlotte dropped to her knees, yanking Sam’s robe open. She spread Sam’s thighs wide and buried her face between them, sucking hard on her c**t without hesita
