Zaid’s lips traced her body, skimming over skin as soft as silk; delicate and smooth beneath his calloused hands that issued gentle touches. Two of his fingers penetrated her; slowly, stretching her so she could easily accommodate him.
Her legs were locked around him, moans that were as soft as whimpers breaking free from lips that were tempting and soft and moist…lips that belonged solely to him.
His fingers pierced her deeper, tongue circling the stiff, pink bud that peaked her breast. “Z-Zaid I…”
The sudden call of his name had him glancing up at her as he nibbled her n****e. “Hmmm…?”
“Ready…I’m ready, no more of this.”
He pulled back, his fingers that were now wet and slippery, sliding out of her. “As long as you say so.”
“P-Put…please put…it in…”
Zaid tilted his head, his c*c
