Seiji's eyes, dark and hooded with desire, fixed upon Felicia as he pulled her closer, his hands roaming over her delicate form with purposeful intent. He yearned to taste, to touch, and to hear her sweet surrender. With a subtle shift, he arranged their bodies so that Felicia was positioned atop him, her legs entwined with his, her soft breasts pressed against his chest.
Felicia, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, bit her lower lip, a gesture that only served to heighten Seiji's arousal. Her hands reached down, guiding his throbbing penis to her entrance, feeling the tip tease her sensitive bud. A soft moan escaped her lips as she whispered.
Seiji, his voice hoarse and thick with arousal. His gaze locked with her, conveying the intensity of his desire.