We are not done?

Soren

I clutched the back of his head as I tasted myself, I didn't shy away from it. I opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue in, tasting my sperm well. He turned me so that my back was facing him.

 

He kissed me ardently, every second, every move overwhelmed with passion. He wrapped his hand around my neck, choking me whilst his tongue dig into my mouth.

 

I heard shuffling and opened my eyes. He was already getting himself out of his clothes. My eyes blinked twice.

 

What was happening?

 

Freeing himself out of his clothes, he turned me around. I was gently shoved to the chair where I positioned myself, two hands on the head of the chair and my ass to him.

 

His fingers traced my spine, my back arched. Something cold touched my rim and I squirmed,

 

"Sorry," he muttered.