"Mmmmm," she hummed under Atlas' mouth, which was kissing hers in a way that made Minerva's hands creep up from the bed and find their way onto his shoulders.
Her tongue found his and Minerva couldn't resist lifting her arse up off the bed, grinding her pelvis into his.
And then he was gone, pulling away and Minerva gave him a bewildered look which turned into annoyance.
"I doubt very much that the priest will tell you to put your cock away forever," she told Atlas dryly, sitting up. Minerva fluffed out her hair and sighed.
"Well, if you won't finish what you've started then I suppose I'll have to. I knew I packed my vibrator for a reason."