The sound vibrated against his mouth. Her body arched, pressing her ass back against his abdomen, seeking more contact, more friction, more anything.
And then—
'Snap.'
The sound of fingers snapping.
Yuna's entire body jerked.
One moment she was on the bed, hand between her legs, watching the scene unfold with glassy, aroused eyes.
The next, she was flying.
Not metaphorically. Actually flying.
Her body lifted off the mattress as if grabbed by invisible hands. She yelped—a startled, breathless sound—as she was pulled through the air.
Straight toward Raven.
Her body collided with his side. Her naked tits—heavy and soft—pressed against his chest. His arm wrapped around her waist, caught her, held her suspended.
His hand immediately went to her ass. Grabbed. Lifted her skirt, which was somehow still partially on despite everything that had happened.
"Ahh—!"
