Aiden's blue eyes met hers, a playful challenge in their depths. "Is the sea ready to be claimed, Varra?"
Varra's cheeks flushed a delicate pink, a stark contrast to her moonlit skin. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with a quickened pace. "The sea… yearns to be explored, Sir. To be… conquered."
Aiden pulled her into a deep, hungry kiss.
Her lips were soft, cool, tasting of salt and something sweet, like ocean spray.
Her tongue danced with his, a slow, sensual rhythm that mirrored the ebb and flow of the tides.
Varra responded with equal fervor. His hands finding her waist, pulling her flush against his hard body.
As their kiss deepened, Varra's hands moved from his neck, trailing down his chest, her fingers tracing the hard lines of his abs.
Her heavy breasts, full and round, pressed against him, their nipples, already hard and dusky, teasing his skin with exquisite friction.
A soft moan escaped her throat, a sound like a distant wave breaking on the shore.
