A muffled moan escaped me as Hellen's tongue plunged deep the instant my lips parted—hot, slick invasion roaming every corner of my mouth, curling possessive around mine before sucking hard, drawing out my surrender.
She shifted fluid, strong hands gripping my hips through the Pikachu onesie to haul me up, settling me straddling her lap on the sectional—yellow plush bunching high, my thighs clamping her denim-clad waist as her alpha rumble vibrated straight through us both.
Finally, she broke away, a thin string of saliva gleaming between our lips, snapping wet as she leaned closer, sniffing me.
Drained, boneless, I slumped forward, forehead dropping to her shoulder—raven curls spilling over her shirt, breaths heaving ragged against her neck, her alpha scent drowning me.
