Mwaaaah.
The kiss broke with a soft, wet pop—slow and reluctant, like neither wanted to let the connection snap.
Lily pulled back just enough for their foreheads to rest together, panting hard, chest heaving so fast her small perky tits pillowed against her bra with every ragged inhale.
Her orange eyes were glassy, half-lidded, pupils blown wide with the aftershock of the bond. A thin, glistening string of saliva stretched between their parted lips before it snapped and fell away. Her tongue peeked out shyly, tasting the lingering flavor of him in her own mouth.
A blush scorched her face from cheeks to ears to throat, making her look impossibly cute—raw and vulnerable, love shining through the embarrassment as she stared up at his handsome features inches away, breaths mingling hot and sweet.
"N-no...♡"
