I throw her onto the bed, climbing over her, attacking her mouth once more. I want to kiss her until she's breathless, to steal her soul with every kiss. I want to devour her entirely before using my tongue and fingers on her p***y.
Desperate, with her small but nimble hands, the cheeky little thing starts taking off my shirt. I make it easier for her, just like last night, tossing it aside. I return to her mouth, invading it with my tongue, while she digs her nails into my flesh, eliciting a growl from me that makes her laugh. She's doing it with every intention of leaving marks, but I couldn't care less.
"Scratch me all you want, my little lioness."
I abandon her mouth and move to her neck, which I kiss with the same fervor and wild passion. Her hands now caress my back, her legs clin
