The first taste of her told Astrid she was in trouble and to stop, to go no further, to end it now, while she was still capable of sound reason. She ignored the silent warnings. How couldn't she? Vevina did not deny her, she responded with innocence and gentleness, which only served to excite Astrid even more.
She silently warned herself not to draw her closer, not to let their bodies touch, just enjoy the kiss, the pure taste of Vevina. How the woman wound up in her arms, flush against her, she wasn't certain, nor did Astrid care. Her only thought was their lingering kiss and not the rush of passion to her core, though she did acknowledge the strange feeling of utter contentment that snuck over her and laid claim.
Her slim tongue mated more easily with hers as Vevina relaxed in her As
