“Everyone that I wanted to get rid of.” She paused in the middle of the living room. “Thirsty?” she asked while subtly arching her back and showing off the moderate amount of cleavage where her blouse buttoned shut. In Nadia’s estimation June could have been a bit more modest and closed one more button on the shirt.
“Very,” Nadia admitted. “Starving, actually.” She knew she should have gone with Sarah and gotten a proper breakfast before returning to the house, but the siren call of June’s breasts was impossible to ignore for long.
“I want to hear you say the words,” June said in a familiar voice. It took Nadia a moment to realize that June was using the demanding tone of a disappointed professor asking for more of a student.
“I would love to nurse from your breasts,” Nadia said boldly.
