~ Sylara's POV ~
"God, I f*****g love the sound of your moans, Little Flower," he growled, his voice rough with lust as his middle finger rammed deeper into my slick p***y. I immediately hitched my hips and spread my legs even wide open for him.
He was the only one capable of making my body hum like this. The only one who could make me drip and soak my panties with just a brush of his hand.
His mouth descended, crushing his lips back into mine, kissing me hard and violently, as his two fingers burrowed deep into my entrance. Every raw groan, every strangled scream was swallowed by his mouth as he kissed me like he was guzzling life itself.
He wasn't just a great fucker, he was a mind-blowing kisser too. I felt so boneless and helpless under his aggressive grip, entirely letting him ma
