If she had her way, they'd never leave the house until Monday morning. And only then because they both had classes, she had practice, and who knew when they'd be able to be together like this again. It was only Friday afternoon, so there were two and a half more glorious days for her to gorge on her beautiful lover, and it was with no abashment at all that the girl gazed over at him and nodded.

"Da, Dzheyms," she told him, voice thick with desire. "I need you, badly." Her hips lifted, an offering all for him, and she cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing her nipples to aching hardness. "Put your mouth on me?" She made it a mewled little question. "I love your mouth, malyshka. So hot, so soft...so, so good...mmm, pleeeease?"