Josephine's cheeks burned, but her lips curled into a wild, reckless grin. "T-Then… make me quieter…" Her voice was a daring challenge.
Lyan's lips crashed against hers again, his tongue invading her mouth, their kiss deep and possessive. Her muffled moans turned to needy whimpers, her body shuddering violently with each thrust. The world outside their illusion seemed to blur, nothing but a distant murmur. All that mattered was the heat building between them, the raw, desperate connection that threatened to consume her.
She clung tighter, her hips bucking instinctively against him, her body squeezing around his thick, throbbing length. Her muffled voice broke into a frantic, muffled plea. "MMPH—MMHHH—LYAN—NNGH—YES—MORE—PLEASE—!!"
