Lethia pressed her lips hard against Zeran's.
With her eyes closed, she smiled slyly as he shoved his tongue into her mouth.
She could feel that his body wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
She pulled his head closer while he tightened his arms around her waist.
Zeran's fingers traced up and down her back with a skilled intensity that made her squirm. She let out a small moan when his lips moved to the sensitive spot just beneath her ear.
When he sucked deeply at the curve of her neck, Lethia reflexively covered her mouth with her hand, afraid someone might hear.
"Zeh…ran… don't be so hard. What if someone hears? Aahh…"
Zeran pulled back and smirked. "You started this, firefox… the blame's on you. And… who cares if someone hears? It's already on their minds, anyway."
Grinning with pure wicked desire, he returned to ravage her neck.
