[both slim fingers slide into his hair; ruffling leisurely; chaoticly letting it mess under her touch. her quavering pursues; her womanhood being aroused by his skin of his leg; yet she vigours her hips to sway in time with the caresses. a softest of a whine is held back by her tongue – that turns into another moan as her lips are caught by his once again.

    Naomi inhales forcibly, before being broken apart, her head slanting back; with another muffled moans – pleasured under Luke’s touch – his lips, his teeth, his tongue, his s t u b b l e; on her neck; which is her most sensitive area on her figure; as one pair of her fingers lingers in his hair, almost gripping (but lightly) on the auburn strands, the other slips on the back of his neck and holds it there.

    as he lowers more down, the brunette’s head tilts forward to bury her flustered face in the crook between his neck and shoulder, her teeth gradually bites down on his skin – tenderly and timidly. her chest raised into his bites; perceiving her nipple is stiffened; shuddering more under his touch.

     a finger of his trails over her skin; as she thrusts her hips to let Luke’s finger enter her; a sharp moan breaks her bite on his neck. her leg twitches, her toes curling inward. Nana was nealy dripping – her lips closing in the inches between his ear as she digs her teeth into them – forcing out more blissed moans in them.

    just so he could listen to her much clearly.]