Freya pulled Kael to stand on the floor and...
She knelt before him, her lips kissing the tip, tasting her own sweetness mixed with his musk, the heady blend intoxicating, her tongue licking a slow, wet stripe along the shaft, savoring the warm, musky taste, her hand wrapping around the base, stroking gently, her fingers warm and teasing.
She took him into her mouth, her lips sliding down, the warmth and wetness enveloping him, her tongue swirling around the head, teasing the sensitive slit, her movements slow and sensual, her blue eyes gazing up at him, burning with adoration, her satin bra discarded, her breasts swaying with each motion, her sapphire necklace swaying, the faint scent of her jasmine perfume lingering.
