Twenty Nine
After they ran in the forest earlier, Zaccheus couldn't wait to ravish his beautiful seductress mate. The jiggling of her breasts was teasing, and he couldn't wait to bury his head in the valley. He carried her bridal style not too slow nor fast. He took her to the prepared cottage, a far distance from the castle. He was feeling impatience.
He smiled a little, gently leaning his forehead to hers as the room temperature dropped. He snaked his arm around her tiny waist, which made her circle her arms around his cranked neck automatically. He stared at her big, doe brown eyes adorably as he caressed her cheeks longingly before his lips met hers and sparks erupted over his body.
The kiss was slow and steady, conveying every emotion, sparks passing through them. He nibbled on her
