“Shut up, Pietro,” Summer said gently, and knelt across him. Combing the fingers of one hand through his hair, she regarded him with head tilted for a moment before leaning in to kiss him. The kiss began softly, almost chastely, until she pressed closer and licked at his mouth.
Pietro moaned softly as his hands moved down her back and her ass, squeezing it with a grin. ”Shutting up is hard for me.”
“Find another use for your mouth, then,” she murmured. She writhed herself into a slightly more comfortable position, gliding back and forth slightly against him.