TWENTY EIGHT: PLEASURE
The kiss lingered for a moment, setting me on fire. He moved us backwards until my back was against the wall. He moved his mouth to my neck and gave me bites there which made me gasp.
His hand moved to my swollen breasts beneath the blouse I wore. I bit my lower lip but then I felt pleasure spring. I felt his lips as they suckled each breast, milk running down my stomach.
He carried me unto the table nearby and laid me on it. It had been months since I put to bed. But this feeling was heaven.
He dived to my mouth, I tasted my breast milk on his lips. He suckled my tongue and rubbed his hand on my breast.
He did this expertly, making moans to escape from my mouth. He took his time to adore each breast.
"You're beautiful." He said and went lower, caressing my mound.
I didn't want this. Not yet.
"Daniel..."
"Shh." He said and put his fingers in.
I cried out, muffling to prevent Chisom from waking up.
Then he plunged in and waited for my reaction. When I didn't give any, he pushed further in, going back and forth.
I grabbed the side of the table, my head thrown back.
"Don't...release in me..." I managed to say as a strong feeling hit me and he grunted and pulled out, his seed spilling to the floor.
He bent to kiss me again and carried me to the bed.
Let this be, for just tonight.
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