“Connor grabs me around the waist and hefts me onto his lap, facing him. I can feel his growing mound beneath me, pressing into the area between my legs. I slide my tongue into his mouth and our tongues dance together in a slow rhythmic tango. He bites gently on my lips sending tingles all the way to my fingertips. The tears are flowing down my face, running across my lips and making this kiss saltier than usual. I feel his face growing wet as well, and I’m not sure if they’re my tears or his.
I rock back and forth while on top of him, my pussy aching for some attention. I can’t even touch Connor without my entire being wanting more, without wanting to pull him inside me. Even through layers of clothing, I can tell how erect he is. His commanding hands ran up and down my back, pulling me closer to him while I make the motions on top of his body. My nipples are rock hard and sensitive today and I press them against his chest. Without waiting for permission, I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it aside hastily. There is a cool air in the cave but Connor’s hot breath is all the warmth that I need.”