Hazel’s POV
A growl left his throat as he whipped my bra up in the air and took my both rounded globes in his hands. “You know, how I love it every time when I feel how handful and perfect you these two globes are in my hands. How perfectly shaped as if just meant for my hands.” He said caressing my breast and looking down intently into my eyes.
Each time we get intimate, he looks at me in the same way as he had when it was our first. A moan leaves me as he lightly squeezes making me feel how sensitive they get beneath his palms. The sweet and funny tingles ran through my body as he started plucking and tweaking my already hardened n*****s. “Asher…” I moaned calling out his name as I wanted to ask for more but at the same time, I wanted to enjoy his slow torture.
“Mmm… what my love?”
