His mouth latched onto one n****e, sucking deep, groaning as his tongue flicked over the tight bud, making her legs tremble, making heat rush straight to her core.
“f**k, I wanna bury my face in these all f*****g day.”
His other hand squeezed, kneaded, possessed the soft flesh, rolling her n****e between his fingers before giving it a sharp pinch that had her jerking, gasping, her walls fluttering around nothing.
“So f*****g soft. So perfect. Made for my hands. Made for my mouth.”
His tongue swirled over her n****e, slow and taunting before sucking it hard, pulling, stretching, making her back arch, making a wrecked little whimper fall from her lips.
“Look how they bounce for me, Angel.”
He yanked her forward again, her bare chest pressing against his hard, solid body before pulling
