Marcela placed her hands on his shoulders, steadying herself. She moved her hips slightly, feeling his d**k slowly harden beneath her. She leaned in closer, one hand sliding up to the back of his neck, her fingers lightly tracing the short hair there. It was a casual, almost intimate gesture, but beneath it was a layer of urgency. She brought her lips to his, initiating a slow, deliberate kiss.
Santiago didn’t pull away, but he didn’t respond either. His lips remained firm, allowing the contact without giving in to it. Undeterred, Marcela deepened the kiss, pressing her body closer against his. Her other hand slid down his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingers.
Marcela shifted again, adjusting her position so that she was sitting directly over his d**k. She let
