Damien
He did not need another invitation. Grunting with satisfaction, Damien leaned back, his lips sealing over her skin on the exact same spot and he sucked in hard, the sweet taste of her making his mind cloud and his vision darken.
Aneela trembled underneath him, a loud moan escaping her lips at the pressure. A moan he had to drink in with a deep kiss if he didn’t want her guard to barge in. A moan that tore from her throat and reverberated to him, shaking him from within with its ferocity. Mad, uncontrollable, Damien reached for her mouth a second later and sank his finger inside. Aneela took him willingly.
“Suck on it, my Mia,” he whispered with a hoarse voice and she did so eagerly a second later, shaking with need when he added another finger.
Wetting him up, drinking him in,
