As they pushed against each other while intensifying their kiss, Cynthia placed her hand between their bodies to grab the front of his shirt. She then yanked it, sending him falling onto the sofa.
She fell with him, landing atop his body as the kiss continued with hardly a sound from Caius to acknowledge the fall. The sofa was insanely comfortable, so he might as well have been falling onto soft, fluffy clouds. And Cynthia's body atop his would never be a source of complaint.
Their lips pulled apart at some point with both their eyes still closed as they let their tongues out of their mouths to tangle and dance around one another before Cynthia grew hungrier and sucked Caius's tongue into her mouth like she really wished to gobble him up.
She swallowed every bit of spit he had produced already, drinking it down like it was the most refreshing water she had ever been fortunate enough to drink. And then she sought more, digging even deeper into his mouth.
