The wet smacks of lips sliding off each other echoed softly in Celeste's dimly lit room.
Elion and Celeste kissed deeply, their tongues tangling before breaking apart for ragged breaths, only to crash back together with renewed hunger.
Each time they pulled apart, it was only to catch their breath before leaning in again.
Celeste straddled Elion's lap as he sat on the plush couch, her petite body pressed flush against his broader frame, her lace dress hiked up around her thighs.
His strong hands roamed from her slim waist down to her small ass cheeks. His fingers dug into the tight, impossibly soft flesh that filled his palms perfectly.
He squeezed hard, pulling her closer, grinding her hips down onto his with deliberate pressure, as a bulge began to form in his pants.
"Mmmmmm." A soft moan escaped her lips into his mouth, muffled by the kiss, and her body trembled as sparks of pleasure shot through.
