<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla let herself drop back down onto the floor again, hand still on the back of his head, the other resting on his arm as she let out another faint moan, pushing her hips into his wandering hand, as if trying to coax him to explore deeper.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “Stop being such a tease…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she hissed.</span>