Seraphina's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, her mind racing with the thought that she didn't have to wait until nightfall to turn the tables.
The couch was right here, a perfect stage for her to take control, to tease him until he begged. She stood up, pushed against Xavier's chest with a firm but playful shove, guiding him to lie back on the soft cushions, his body stretching out beneath her like an offering she couldn't resist. He complied, his gaze curious, her smile widened, sultry and knowing.
Straddling him in cowgirl style, her thighs hugging his hips, she hovered just above his throbbing length, the heat of her core so close but not quite touching. Xavier's breath caught, expecting her to lower herself fully, but instead, she began to move, her juicy pink folds gliding along his shaft in a slow, deliberate grind.
