Valeria looked at my face, pulling out her bottom lip from between her teeth. “Yes, my filthy Prince,” she crooned.
I crushed my lips against hers, swallowing her groans when I thrust my fingers inside her cunt. I threaded my fingers through her hair and held her as I claimed her mouth, exploring it with my tongue while my fingers curled, rubbing over her sensitive spot.
She whimpered, pressing down on my hand as her wetness coated it, her body shuddering. I kissed her through her orgasm, her lips going pliant, her hands caressing my arms, the finger marks she had given me.
I pulled away, both of us gasping for air. Her lips were swollen with our kisses and her expression seemed dizzy with her orgasm. I caressed her body, soothing her down as she came down to earth, going lax in my arms, her breathing slowing down.
Licking away her juices, I tried not to make my hard on prominent even though I wished to do something about it.
“What are you thinking?” She asked after a few moments.
“I am thinking of stripping you naked and ravishing you in the desert.”