You can't resist her breasts.

You take a step and slip your hands around Izzy's sides, pulling her to you. Her skin is warm and soft, and her ass presses against your hard cock.

Your hands go where you wish they'd been since you saw her in her black leather bustier: to her breasts. They're round and generous, and you find her nipples firm under your fingers. She settles back against you, shifting her body temptingly.

When you kiss her right shoulder, Izzy guesses your intent and tilts her head to the left, with a quick toss that sweeps her hair away. You kiss your way along her bare shoulder, enjoying the view of her chest and of her breasts filling your hands. She draws a deep breath when your lips reach the base of her neck, and you feel her breasts rise.

You nibble her neck and ear, fondling her breasts, fingering her nipples, listening to her purrs and moans. Her body is hot against you, her arms crossed over your arms, her hands guiding your hands. The delicious tension between you builds until…

One of you moves your head wrong, and her horn clunks against your temple. "Sorry!" she says, just as you say "My bad," and you both laugh at yourselves.

She tips her head back, more carefully this time, and her deep dark eyes meet yours. Between breaths made quick with desire, she whispers…