Caesar crawled over her, his larger frame caging her in with delicious weight. He lowered his head, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts. With skilled fingers, he unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, immediately capturing a hardened n****e between his lips.
Sylvia arched off the bed with a cry of pleasure as he lavished attention on her sensitive breasts, alternating between gentle nibbles and soothing licks that sent electricity straight to her core. Her hands tangled in his dark hair, holding him against her as she writhed beneath his expert touch.
"Caesar," she panted, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Please."
"Please what?" he murmured against her skin, his fingers tracing the edge of her panties. "Tell me what you need
