Receiving Head

I did as Saint had ordered, peeling my clothes off my body and letting it fall to the floor.

Last night had unlocked something in me, something that couldn't last without the feel of Saint's hands against my skin.

A raging fire that threatened to burn me badly. And oh, how I do love playing with the flames.

It was as if something had been freed inside me, something I had locked up all this time while I was with Daniel.

I had been reluctant about last night, but it was surprisingly not as painful as I expected my first time to be.

I stared up at Saint in anticipation, waiting for his next order.

Saint walked up to me in mindful steps, wrapping his arms around my throat and pulling me to him.

Our lips connected in a fiery passion, his tongue diving into my mouth and exploring.

I instantly wrapped my arms around him, my hands roaming around his body.

I could feel my core throbbing, my pussy dripping and I wondered if he felt my desire for him.

Does he feel the same thing I felt