Both of them continued to kiss each other hungrily, lips crashing together in a messy, desperate tangle of tongues and teeth.
Their hands moved frantically, pulling at clothes, yanking shirts over heads, fumbling with buttons and zippers in a rush to get bare skin against bare skin. Fabric rustled and fell to the floor in hurried heaps.
They didn't separate their mouths even for a second until every last piece of clothing was gone, leaving them both completely naked, bodies pressed flush and burning hot against each other.
Nyx broke the kiss first, breathing hard.
Without a word, she turned around and bent forward over the nearby table. Her palms flattened against the polished wood for support, back arched beautifully, midnight black hair spilling over one shoulder like shadowed silk.
Her juicy, round ass lifted high and presented itself to him, full, firm, and swaying seductively from side to side in slow, deliberate invitation
