My back arches a little, pushing my chest closer to his mouth. Cane groans low against my skin, the vibration traveling straight down to my core, making me wetter than I want to admit.
“You taste so good, Riley,” he says, pulling off my n****e with a soft pop and looking up at me while his hand cups the breast he just sucked on, squeezing it lightly.
I bite my lip to hold back a moan, but it slips out anyway. Cane smiles a little at that before kissing me on the mouth again, tasting me deeply.
His fingers pinch my n*****s, rolling them between his thumb and finger until they are hard and aching.
He keeps one hand on my breasts, playing with them, while his other hand slides down my stomach and into my pants, finding my panties already damp from how my body is reacting, even though my m
