ELOISE
He began slowly, our mouths producing sounds of wet and soft moans.
He smiled between our lips. “I like that sound,” he murmured, then continued. His hands returned to my waist, pulling me closer to him.
I sighed when his tongue slipped inside, tasting me with leisurely, long licks. His movements were confident, with the right touch of aggressiveness.
My hands found their way into his hair, gripping those silky strands to deepen our kiss. He growled as our tongues danced passionately, our chests pressed together, the meeting of two souls drawn together by an irresistible force. His hands held me with urgency and tenderness as if he wanted to possess and protect me simultaneously.
I moved downward, intensifying our connection, heading towards his crotch.
I gasped against his mo
