Chapter 4: Climax
Lilinaya found herself standing center stage in the vast ballroom, a twisting sea of candle-lit shadows. Her vibrant auburn hair cascaded down her back, adorned with delicate, golden chains that sparkled in the flickering light. Her green eyes were dark with desire as she swayed her hips to the hypnotic music, dragging the wealthy men closer by commanding their gaze.
The room was a sensory assault of decadence; rich fabrics mixed with the enticing aroma of exotic oils, stirring the senses with an invigorating dance.
Unable to suppress a groan, Lilinaya arched her back as Anais vigorously rubbed firmly-sized fingers over her swelling breasts, each movement agitating her fiery need. A vigorous roll and firmly-sized nipples craved attention, heightening her arousal to a feverish degree.
Her insatiable lust compelled her grunts, granting permission to douse Lilinaya in oral affection.
No longer inhibited, Anais leaned into the cleric, burying her face in Lilinaya's hot, heavy breasts.
Lilinaya writhed uncontrollably under Anais' mouth, her body begging for more. The cleric's heart raced at the filthy tonguing that massaged her sensitive flesh.
"Harder," Lilinaya begged, yanking on a handful of Anais' raven-black curls.