"Dumnezeu," Talyssa sobbed, clinging to Cheyenne as the feelings washed over her. She might never know what she had done to deserve this, but damned if she was going to do anything to make it stop.
It was as much a surprise to her as it was to Cheyenne, the wetness between her legs. She couldn't remember ever feeling like that before. But Cheyenne's groan made her stomach flutter entirely pleasantly, and in response, she boldly attempted to turn the tables slightly, by gently biting down on Cheyenne's neck, sucking lightly.
"Keep... that," she managed brokenly. "Keep... doing that. Something... something is about to happen..."
She could feel something building, though she had no idea what, just that she wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything in her life before this moment.