“N-norman.” My breath hitched.
“You're getting wet, my love,” he whispered between my legs as he started pressing his lips against the hem of my private part.
I hissed at the electric feeling running through my body as I couldn't refrain myself from groaning.
He was licking my femininity, making me moan with too much pleasure. His tongue grazed my clit, making me grip his hair.
“Heavens,” I mumbled while catching my breath.
I groaned in pleasure. My body is heating up more. My eyes fluttered closed. My head was tipping up while my hands were gripping the blanket where we lay.
Kaunti na lang ay mababaliw na yata ako. If this is what they call "wrong," then why does it feel so right? They keep saying it'll be hell right after, but I think I could already reach heaven for what I am feel
