Aengus picks her up, walking over to the wall near the stairs. Holding her against it, he continues kissing her.
Sarah wraps her legs around him. Her heart beats in her ears. Her whole body gets hot as he grinds between her legs. She quakes at the touch of him rubbing through his t’likpar.
Aengus keeps her pinned against the wall. He holds her head, tangling his fingers in her hair. Quicker breaths. Longer, more aggressive kisses. He adds his tongue.
Sarah’s eyes pop open for a second before fluttering closed, and she plays along.
Aengus slides his hands from her hair to her hips. He squeezes, grinding harder.
Sarah tingles all over. She curls her fingers into his hair, pulling a bit.
Aengus moans, squeezing her hips again, and kisses from her jaw down her neck to her shoulder.
Sara
