Silver Creek scorched earth erotica

His teasing nips only make her buck, long limbs kicking off the ground with no aim to hurt him. Instead she danced, flitting away like a doe might, turning quickly until they were deep in the woods. A clearing opened up before them and she licked her lips, tongue lolling out. Even with the snow around them she didn't feel it; cold was nothing to her at that point. The witch smirked as she turned to face him, a fire in her eyes. "Now beg."