She knew exactly how to hold on; her thighs were iron strong with her years of riding and gripped his waist like she was. His strength had her gasping as her fingers threaded in his hair, scratching at his scalp since he said he liked that. Being placed on the bed had her sliding down his chest, her fingers cloying at his chest as they too dragged down. All that lovely, caramel skin she wanted to lick and mouth and nibble until all of it was marked in her scent.

She leaned back obediently, opening her thighs and sighing happily as he touched her. The first taste had her mewing, then the second had her fingers reaching down to pet his head. "Kim." A soft, needy sigh. "Do you taste us together?" And there was a sultry, playful tone. "Do we taste good?" She certainly thought they felt good together. And while she wanted to feel that again, she was in no hurry to rush this exploration of each other, either.