Juliette loved his touch. It aroused her to a point of no return. “I don’t want to get pregnant, Xavi,” she said, a little hesitantly.
“You won’t,” he said, looking at her with desire-filled eyes.
He opened his tee shirt and went down to her throbbing core, parting her legs and kissing her folds, his tongue thrusting in and out. She clung to the sheets, moaning out his name till she released her hot juices. Xavion sucked and licked her clean. It was the first time she felt so good.
A sudden loud crash separated them. “What was that?” asked Xavion, worriedly.
He wore his tee shirt and Juliette too wore her clothes. They went out to see that the sky looked dark with thunderclouds looming over them.
I could hear a flash of lightning and a loud rumble of thunder from the distance.
“There
