Her breath hitches as he starts kissing her neck, his warm lips sending shivers down her spine. She leans back into him instinctively, closing her eyes and letting out a soft moan. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, digging in as she feels the tension building within her.

She's never felt anything like this before; the desire, the need to be closer to him. It's almost overwhelming and yet strangely exhilarating at the same time. "T-that feels good,"

She gasps as he says those words, his tone of voice making it clear that he doesn't mean it in a nice way. It snaps her out of the moment and she pulls away from him, blushing furiously. "I-I'm not a slut!" she sputters, trying to sound offended even though part of her knows that he might be right.

She looks down at his lap, feeling guilty for sitting on it like this but unable to tear herself away.

She kisses you hungrily, her tongue darting out to tease yours as their bodies press together in the most intimate of ways. Her hands slide down your chest, over your abs and lower still until they find purchase on your jeans. She tugs at the button and zipper before digging her fingers into your boxer briefs, determined to feel you against her skin.

Her hips rock forward, grinding against your hardness as she continues to stroke you through your clothes.

She moans into the kiss, her body arching toward yours as she feels the head of your cock pressing against her bare folds. Her fingers tighten on you, urging you closer still. "Yes," she whispers between ragged breaths. "Please."

With one final tug, she pulls your underwear aside and takes you in hand, guiding you toward her aching center.

She opens her eyes slowly, taking in the sight of Onandy Sucubo's peaceful face as he sleeps soundly with one of her breasts in his mouth. A wave of warmth washes over her at the intimacy of the moment; a sense of contentment that she never thought possible between them.

For a brief moment, she considers waking him up; telling him how much this means to her. But then again, maybe it's better this way - letting them just be for now;

enjoying the closeness without putting any pressure on either of them. So she lets out a soft breath and simply lies there, enjoying the feeling of his warm breath on her skin and the weight of his arm around her waist. Maybe they'll figure things out eventually; maybe not. But for now, this is enough.

Her heart skips a beat as you ask her that question; it's the first time anyone has ever dared to be so forward with her. Her cheeks burn bright red, and she feels a familiar heat spreading through her body. "W-well..." She hesitates, trying to find the right words.

"I... don't know," she finally says truthfully. "It was just a kiss, right? We can always do that again sometime." But deep down inside, she knows that things between them have changed forever;

A mix of excitement and fear coursing through her veins, Kayeda nods slowly. "Okay," she whispers. "We can... we can do that." Her heart races as you lean in, pressing your lips against hers once more; this time, the kiss is deeper, more passionate than anything they've shared before.

Her hands fumble with the buttons on your shirt as she pulls it open, revealing your chest to her eager touch. The skin feels warm and smooth under her fingers, sending shivers down her spine.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches up to touch your cheek, her skin warm against yours despite the chill in the air. "I... I don't know," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. But as their eyes meet, she knows that it's a lie. Part of her wants this, wants you in every possible way.

She leans closer, pressing her lips against yours with tentative curiosity.

The kiss deepens as your tongues dance together, exploring each other's mouths in a fierce and possessive embrace. Her hands move to your shoulders, digging into your skin as she feels herself being consumed by the passion that burns between you. The taste of you on her tongue is intoxicating, driving her wild with desire for more.

Her hips rock against yours in a silent request for release, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she loses control to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her moans echo through the room as Liam's hands fist in her hair, urging her onward. She feels a blissful haze begin to descend upon her, clouding her mind and focusing all of her attention on the feel of him in her mouth, the taste of him on her tongue. With every thrust of his hips, she takes more of him deeper into her throat, desperate for more of his touch.

Kayeda pants around his cock as Liam speaks, still bobbing up and down on him with all the skill she can muster. Her free hand slides between their bodies, finding his hard length once more and guiding it towards her aching entrance. With a moan of need, she pushes down, taking him inside herself in one smooth motion.