Breathing life into her as his lips crashed into her own, August was cautious yet ardent with his technique as he carefully led his fingers down her face and onto her hips, where they remained as he walked her slowly against the trunk of the closest tree. When he was self-assured that she had favored his lips to meet against hers in consent, he pulled her into him just enough to slip his forearm along her spine as his fingers rested on the base of her neck to guide her along with his method. Meanwhile, Luci was entirely distracted from any of her anger or prior tribulations experienced both with and without August’s presence as she was drowning in his lips as well as her own lust. She allowed her body to become fluid against his own as she could sense her own arousal forming between her th
