Max whimpered, her heels pushing him closer as she bit his lip. It was a gnawing bite, mid-kiss and full of lust. She could feel her inner muscles clamping around him, luring him to orgasm as she wanted to do as well. She pushed up, fighting to keep control and keep her mind clear. The sound of their wet skin against one another was just too damn alluring and Max couldn't focus and slowed her movements against him. She panted and let her nails rake down his back, before grabbing onto his biceps as if for dear life.
Her head fell back, whimpering and groaning, letting him do what he pleased with her body. She was a slave to her heat cycles like a man was a slave to his genes. Apart of her was scared, but another couldn't care less.