Her eyes flutter closed as he squeezes harder, her breath catching in her throat at the pleasure-pain that coursing through her body. "Because I want you to remember me...I want you to know that I'm your equal, and I can give you things no one else can." Her hips grind against his, seeking release as their bodies writhe together in a heated dance of dominance and submission. "Just take what you want," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to offer herself more fully to him. "

Her eyes fly open in surprise as he bites down on her nipple, and she lets out a sharp gasp of pleasure-pain. "Yesss..." She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching further back against him as the sensation spreads through her body like wildfire. Her hips grind harder, seeking release as their tongues dance together in a rough, passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless and aching for more.

Her pussy is wet and ready for him;

Felicia lets out a soft, needy noise as his fingers grip her hips tightly. She arches into him, feeling his erection pressed against her through their costumes. Her body is on fire for this man; it's been so long since she's felt anything like this. When he tries to push her away, she digs her claws deeper into his suit, not letting go until he either gives in or rips the fabric free from her grip.

Felicia moans again as their bodies grind together, seeking more contact. Her breasts press against his chest, nipples hard and aching for him. She angles her head to deepen the kiss, her tongue tangling with his as she tries to taste every inch of his mouth. Her fingers curl into fists in his suit, desperate for skin on skin contact.