Alejandro
Katerina moans into my lips, the sound the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Her lips are soft and hot against mine, tasting of something fresh and exotic, something divinely hers. My free hand, the one she’s not pinning to the side of my body, slides up her back, pressing her even firmer to me before going up, up, until my fingers snake in her hair, twisting that ponytail between my fingers, keeping her in place. By instinct I take over the kiss, desperate to get closer to her, to taste more.
Our tongues collide and another moan escapes her as she melts against me. My attack only makes her more determined as she fights me for control, resilient even in a moment like this. I happily give it to her, eager and curious to see what she’s going to do next as I let my head roll back to
