Isabel's breath hitched as she finally began to respond. Her shy tongue met his, tangling together in slow, wet, and increasingly eager strokes.
The kiss quickly grew passionate and messy. Their saliva mixed heatedly as their lips moved with desperate need.
Azael cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands, tilting her head to kiss her even more deeply. He devoured her mouth, sucking on her tongue and plump lips with intense passion, claiming every inch of her.
Isabel moaned softly into the kiss, her body melting beneath him as the last traces of resistance dissolved in the heat.
After a long, heated kiss, they finally broke apart. A thick, glistening string of mixed saliva stretched between their swollen, glistening lips before slowly breaking.
Both of them panted heavily, eyes locked on each other in the dim light of the room, faces flushed with arousal.
Their cheeks were had turned red from the intense kiss.
