Hot Damn-Emily

Tasting myself on his tongue is more erotic than I thought it would be. It like the perfect combination of me and him. God I need to taste more of him. The heat that died down in my body once he brought me immense pleasure has returned. Breaking our kiss I wiggle against him wanting to be on top. I know that I wont last for long in this position but its only right that I get to play.

"My turn" I declare as I meet his gaze. His eyes continuously flash and I know that Martell is here with us to. Grinding my hips against the length of him a harsh curse leaves his lips. I smile loving that I can affect him like this. My hands roam over the muscles of his chest as I start to lift my hips away from him.