Ashlynn licked and nipped at the base of her throat then planted soft kisses across her chest. Her hands slid from June’s waist to her rear, giving her a tight squeeze and the gentlest of slaps.
“Call me your warrior again,” she said against June’s nightgown, her breath creating heat and moisture.
June put her knees on the bed, crawling up to meet Ashlynn. “Make me.”