She wasn't wrong. Hyacinthe kissed her, hard and demanding. His tongue licked over hers, searching out the taste of her essence, then claimed the rest of her mouth for good measure.

He drew her up out of the chair and then sat down himself, bringing her back down onto his lap with her legs on either side of his. His cock was like fire, pressed against the soft skin of her ass, but he did not bring it forward to press against her sweet heat.

No, instead he sprawled, keeping her legs opened wide, and brought the toy back to her entrance.