Asher held Eleanor close, taking in the softness of her full breasts pressed against his muscular chest. He could feel her heartbeat quickening as their lips locked in a passionate kiss.
Eleanor returned his affections with equal excitement, weaving her fingers in his silky black hair.
They linked their tongues together in a wild dance of pleasure. Each lick sent shivers down her spine, lighting a flame of desire inside her belly.
Eleanor hummed as Asher, in a delicate way, twisted his tongue around hers, sending sparks of electricity coursing through her body.
Their faces were mere inches apart, their noses touching as their lips pressed together like hungry beasts. She loved the taste of Asher's mouth, inhaling a deep breath as their tongues continued to wrestle.
Time seemed to stand still; the sounds filling the rooftop were their heavy breathing and the wet smacking of their lips.