The Taste of Submission
His kisses trailed down my neck, finding that sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder, and I moaned softly, tilting my head to give him better access.
"Yes," I breathed, lifting one leg to wrap around his hips. I ground against his erection, my mind clouding with desire. He lifted my shirt while his lips placed hot kisses across my chest. My nipples became hardened instantly, and when his tongue dipped into my cleavage, I arched my back, silently begging for more from him. The room filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing and soft moans, creating an atmosphere thick with longing.