"I bet you taste pretty good," she smirked against his lips, flicking her tongue over them. "Maybe I'll get to taste you next time..."
She trailed off, losing herself in the motion of his hips slapping against hers. Her arms moved behind her head, gripping the arm of the sofa as leverage. She took possession of his mouth again, exploring it as his thrusts pounded into her.
Her moans and whimpers were muffled by his mouth, but she heard his moans and they drove her closer to her release again.