Shiki's arms tightened around Ai, their bare skin slick with sweat and the faint sheen of her earlier release. The bedroom air was thick—musky, sweet, heavy with the scent of sex and vanilla from the living room candles that had long since been forgotten. His golden eyes gleamed in the low lamplight as he looked down at her, lips still glistening
"Always, huh?" he murmured, voice low and rough, thumb stroking her swollen lower lip. "Greedy little kitten. Then let's make this even better."
Ai's breath hitched, her cheeks already flushing deeper. She nodded shyly, but her eyes sparkled with want. Before she could say anything, Shiki rolled them smoothly—his strong hands guiding her until she was straddling his chest, facing away from him. He pulled her hips back until her soaked pussy hovered right over his face, her knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his head. His hard cock—still slick from her mouth and half-hard again—bobbed inches from her lips.
