He found her mouth with his, thrust his tongue between her lips.
Our tongues thrust together, eager and needy.
His tongue immediately thrust inside, and that addicting flavor of feral man consumed me.
His kiss demanded, tongue thrusting deep, then he felt her breath catch when he again suckled a straining nipple.
His tongue thrust out, licking, tasting.
Cameron could have sworn Birch's tongue had thrust at his cheek.
She remembered the fear and disgust as his hands had moved over her and his tongue had thrust deeply into her mouth.
That tongue of fire had thrust upward.
Their tongues thrust and withdrew, slowly at first, then growing in intensity, becoming as uncivilized as a midnight storm.
His tongue teased, thrust past the barrier of her teeth.
