Padma moaned as his lips closed around her breast, and she slid her fingers into his hair to hold him there. His arms were wrapped around her, holding her right, and she rocked against him, delighting in the feel of skin against skin and of being held.
Faelan's rocking thrusts were becoming more and more erratic, and Padma wrapped her arms around him, bracing herself as she lifted and almost slammed down, grinding herself against him and clenching around his cock.