He crawled over her body in one smooth motion and captured her mouth in a deep, filthy kiss.
This time he shared everything he had tasted… the salty sweat from her neck and breasts, the intimate musk from her armpits, the earthy flavor from her navel.
His tongue pushed into her mouth, letting her taste herself on him in an obscene, intimate exchange. Zephyra moaned loudly into the kiss, her hands clutching at his back as the raw, personal flavors flooded her senses.
The kiss was messy, wet, and breathless, leaving her even more dazed and panting when he finally pulled away.
Without another word, Sol moved back down between her spread thighs.
His tongue flattened against her soaked folds in one long, broad stripe… licking slowly from her dripping entrance all the way up to her swollen clit. The taste hit him hard: rich, tangy, sweet, and utterly addictive. A deep, appreciative groan rumbled from his chest, vibrating straight against her pussy.
