Draven hovered over me and brought his lips to mine. He guided himself into me, not removing our mouths, even when I gasped from the fullness of him as he stretched me. He pumped into me vigorously going deep inside with each thrust. My head swarmed with pleasure, and I wasn't sure if it was still the effects of being fed on or from the way his cock worked me, rubbing all of the right spots. "Grab your tits, sweets."
"Right. You write your own prescriptions I take it." She laughed again and then asked, "Also, what did I tell you about wining and dining?" I smirked. "Is this wining and dining?" "First kiss under the polar lights classifies." "In that case, is it working?" She stared up into my dark eyes and breathed, "Yes."