37- I think Yours need mine

Her eyes drizzled discomfited as he flashed confliction. He rolled down his sight on her chest, which was going downward and upward with heavy breath. That explained to him her scared heart.

Facing her pitiful face that closer, he couldn't resist her offer. So he grabbed her head from behind, pasted his lips over hers, and began to suck her lips fervidly, keeping his other hand on her waist harmlessly.

Abby closed her eyes and wrapped her hands around his neck, straightening her posture further in order to make him comfortable with every intensive suck he was doing.

Within a fraction of a second, when Steven shut his eyes to immerse himself in drinking her sexually secreting saliva, the lights were turned off, letting the moonlight illuminate their hot kiss through the window.

Travelling his hands up to near her chest from behind, he performed intensive sucks that took her breath away slowly and steadily.