Valindra didn't know she could feel this way. Not once in her 100 years of life had she experienced something so stimulating, something that felt so good. She wanted more, needed more.
Zion could feel the heat of her urgency—her tongue pressing into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as if the kiss alone could devour him.
"Woah." Zion smiled, breaking off the kiss. "You're really into this, huh?"
"Shut up and kiss me, you sexy human." She grumbled, pulling his neck forward so she could continue to kiss him.
Zion felt the space in his pants getting smaller as his lust grew, so he threw her onto the bed, eager to move on to the next step.
Valindra didn't say anything; she only breathed heavily and waited for Zion to make his move. When he reached for her shirt, she didn't resist, allowing him to pull it off, revealing her large breasts to bounced up and down.