She liked the way he said her name. How it came out low and carnal, and rumbled in her own ear. Victoria liked how his skin felt against hers. How she knew that in that moment, Bayani was hers. And after this moment he would be too. She belonged to him and she was letting him know it. She wanted him to claim her and to make her his on the forest floor. With a dark sky above them and only the quiet of the night around them. She clung to him and their bodies moved together. Her body trembled from how tightly she held him in combination to everything that Bayani did. It did drive her wild. She was practically clawing at him, her moans now louder and she took in gulps of air she didn't really need.
Victoria knew she was close to the edge. She scooted closer to it with each drive of his hips against hers. When he kissed her, it burned in all the best ways possible. She was practically begging for it now, whispers of "por favor" against his lips. Her face said everything again. Soon Bayani would be able to read those expressions when they were subtle and not quite so clearly written on her face. She was almost there and after a the time it would take for a beating heart to thump in a living chest, she followed him.
Her nails tore into his skin and she let out a sort of gasping shout that cried into the nearly empty forest. Her body felt the rush of adrenaline mixed with everything else. The orgasm coursed through her and she melted against his lips. She could fall into the deepest whole in the ground and never see a glimpse of daylight again and she might be okay with that. She felt the sweat on her brow slide down the side of her face. She also felt his blood underneath his nails.
"Sorry," she whispered as she took her hand from his back and touched the side of his face, not letting him go just yet. Victoria wasn't ready to let their bodies part. She laughed softly and laying kisses on his lips.