Marc was lost. Aldara tasted of toothpaste overlain with a faint hint of seawater and underneath it all a flavor uniquely her own. It was so sweet he didn't think he'd ever get enough.
He deepened the kiss, bringing one hand around to slide up under her sweatshirt and cup a full, firm breast. She moaned into his mouth and arched her spine, pressing the mounded flesh farther into his hand. He squeezed gently, rubbing his palm against the taut, beaded nipple. The tangy scent of her arousal filled his nostrils as he inhaled deeply through his nose as her lush ass rubbed against his painfully hard erection.