Tempest
My husky voice became huskier as moments passed by.
Zhi’s lips traveled down my chin and the side of my neck. He gently nibbled it as he teasingly pinched my taut peaks. As a result, my core throbbed more and something warm leaked from it. I was breathless and mewling and thrashing.
The air was suddenly suspended from my lungs when his one hand finally cupped my center. Oh, God! I never expected it at that moment.
“Zhi!” I exclaimed, breathing labored.
My body arced, and he met one of my marbled peaks with his hot mouth, imprisoning it and sucking it. I thought I was going out of my mind. The delicious feel of his wet mouth around it was indeed driving me insane, especially that finger that
