It was a strange sensation for Henry. Everything about Gabriella's reactions were better than he'd ever imagined-- and he'd imagined quite often-- except for how cool her body was under his touch, and under his tongue. It never once put him off, though, not with how utterly intoxicating she was in every other aspect. Her pussy tasted better than any he'd ever sampled before, sweeter and stronger than any wine he'd known. In fact, he could easily get drunk upon her.
Nearly in a daze with the heady presence of her, Henry obediently slid up her body. The kiss she pressed to him sparked his own hunger, and they devoured one another's mouths. Henry gasped loudly as his cock slid home inside of her. Gabriella's sex was tight, wet and almost warm compared to her skin.
He nodded at her command, though part of him wondered that it might be worth being bitten if it felt as good as what they did now. Henry broke the front of the bra and pulled it from Gabriella's body. Arching his back, he began to suck at her hard, dusky nipples as he thrust into her, growing in pace. "Yes, yes, yes..." he moaned. "Been waiting so long to fuck you..."