Henry F
Her mouth was filled with his tongue and her head swam. Something else, too, in her mouth and all she could do was swallow it all, gasping as she did and suddenly yearning for more. Her lips moved over his quicker, her tongue traced the blood on his lips and she moaned into his mouth.
This wasn't like her at all. Not at all, but she didn't care and when she pulled away from him, her mouth curled into a smile that didn't belong to her anymore.