Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
My lips pressed softly against her, warm and gentle, just feeling her, sliding over her slit with the softest caresses.
She gasped, eyes fluttering shut, but my fingers dug into her firm hips, forcing her to open them again. All my tangled emotions—anger, lust, longing—blazed in my gaze, silently pleading with her to meet my eyes. My lips moved again, stroking, nibbling, softly sucking, exploring every tender curve.
A soft hiss left her lips, eyes wide and shimmering. There was a strange fire in her gaze as we stared at each other. I couldn’t place it, but it struck me deeply.