Wild Head (R-18)

I settled over Emily's body, her lips finding mine as we kissed, deep and slow. Our bodies pressed tight, skin sticking with sweat, her curves molding into me like we were made to fit. 

She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer, her heels brushing my thighs as she moaned into my mouth. 

"Mmm…" The sound vibrated against my lips, soft and needy, and we closed our eyes, losing ourselves in each other. 

The world outside—the loud music thumping *badam, badam*, the crowd's wild cheers, the tangle of bodies fucking all around us—faded into nothing, just a distant hum as we sank into the moment. 

"Ahh, baby…" I moaned, breaking the kiss to catch my breath, my lips trailing down to smooch her neck, wet and warm against her skin. 

I found that spot just below her ear, sucking lightly, tasting the salt of her.