Jazmin's hands moved freely over his chest, down his sides, gripping his hips as she pushed closer. The kiss lasted a full minute, deep and greedy, leaving no room for distance or pretense.
When she finally drew back, her lips were parted and slightly swollen. Her dark eyes shone with unmistakable want.
"I missed you," she said.
Her hand dropped and cupped him through his trousers, rubbing the length of his cock as it hardened under her palm.
Jolthar's breath caught.
"Oh there, slow down, woman."
Jazmin chuckled, low and unrepentant.
"I can't. I want your cock in me right now."
She sank to her knees on the corridor stones. Her fingers worked quickly at his laces and freed him. She looked at his limp dick with excitement in her eyes.
"Are you avoiding me? It has been days since I last saw you."
