Harley quivered. The pressure of his mouth on her skin had her shaking with pleasure. It had been so long...so very long.
She assisted Jonathan, angling her body so that she was more easily accessible to his needs. Her legs wrapped securely around his limber frame and when he was inside of her, filling her up she moaned heavily. She rolled her hips down against him, then back upward, creating necessary friction. Her arms held tight to his neck and shoulders.
Her tongue lapped at his as their mouths connected, eyes closing tight. Each thrust was better than the last, each stronger and more powerful.