It was The Pretzel, one of the best sex positions (at least in his opinion)
It twisted her body, opening her up like a wishbone, but keeping them face-to-face. It offered the depth of doggy style but with the intimacy of a lover's embrace.
Sol slid inside.
The angle was wicked. It hit the side walls of her vagina, spots that hadn't been touched yet.
"Mmm..." Evara moaned, a low, guttural sound. "That... that hits a spot..."
Sol leaned forward, resting his weight on his elbows so his face was inches from hers. He kissed her deeply, tasting his own sweat on her lips.
"You like this?" he murmured against her mouth. "Wrapped around me like a vine?"
"It feels... full," she whispered, her hands roaming over his back, scratching lightly. "Like a knot."
But Sol wasn't done. The position left his hands free.
He withdrew his cock almost all the way, holding the base with his left hand. He began to rub the broad, wet head of his penis against her clitoris.
