JADE
My breath hitches when his lips press against the bend of my neck. I tilt my head unconsciously, giving him room to suck and nibble.
He bites hard, and my hand flies to his long, silky black hair, raking through and tugging on it.
“You asked for it,” he whispers in my ear, licking it as his hand on my waist trails up my torso, grabbing my breast.
His thumb flicks over my n****e, pinching and rubbing hard. Pain and pleasure ripples through my body. I clench my thighs, the throbbing at my core worsening. My breaths ragged.
Lukas shifts his attention from each bud. Then he steers me around, almost ripping my robe as he pushes it out of his way, clawing down my bra lace and wrapping his lips around my breast.
He sucks on it like it’s living water, something he can’t exist without
