The chill of the cold floor provided a whole new source of sensations to the warm flesh that found its way there. The inner play of hot and cold was enough to cause Jade to gasp as her back made contact with the floor while pulling Zeph down on top of her. As he moved to put them in a position that would be comfortable for both of them, Jade took advantage of the situation and flipped herself on top of Zeph, placing him against the cool hard surface.
The tile was still cold against her knees and shins but his skin was hotter than hot. She straddled him in one smooth, practiced motion, no hesitation, her thighs bracketing his hips as she gripped him and lined him up. Her eyes met his, wild and locked, and she sank down onto him with a guttural moan that echoed off the walls.
