After years of Jason’s derision and put-downs, the feeling was a revelation. Right at the moment she didn’t care that the Aries was a bot. She just wanted more.
A finger slipped into the satin cup of her bra and slid around, peeling it slowly away and under the full curve of her breast. She bit her lip as it shifted, pulling tight across the creamy white globe of flesh before catching on her n****e. The sensation was sensual torture as the beaded flesh provided resistance to the journey of the fabric. Only for a second, then it gave and the tightened bud sprang free.
With a low growl, he was on her. His mouth closed over the revealed n****e, sucking it into the hot cavern of his mouth. Eyes rolling into the back of her head, she melted right there and then as he feasted on her. Rumbling
