Russell's POV
As noon approached, I finished my meeting and returned to the office.
Upon entering, I saw Zoey fast asleep on the sofa, with a trace of cream lingering on the corner of her lips, looking adorable.
I couldn't help but smile, extending my long fingers to wipe away the cream.
My movements were soft and delicate as if I were caressing a rare treasure.
Suddenly, the girl's tongue flicked out and curled around, the moist sensation catching me off guard. I stood there, a little at a loss, and asked, "Zoey, do you know what you're doing?"
While caressing the corner of her mouth, I was pondering what had come over her.
Then, unexpectedly, her tongue flicked out again and curled around, and I watched as the cream on my finger was licked away by her.
It dawned on me that she mu
