Their kisses were full of passion. No one wanted to let go. The television helped mask their moans. He couldn’t get enough of her. When his lips left hers, Tor trailed kisses from her jaw down to her neck, and unable to resist, he lifted Iris and buried his face in her chest. He sat down at the edge of the bed while she straddled him.
She combed his hair with her fingers while her other hand clutched at his shirt. Tor was losing patience with her pajama top, and one button popped off. Iris didn’t care. She arched her back slightly, so he supported her back. Iris touched the material of his shirt, and her fingers curled.
Tor planted a kiss on her collarbone while his hand grabbed her butt. Iris’s body slightly lifted, and her lips parted, but her eyes remained closed. Iris stood up and be
