Third Person's POV
He could smell the faint, sweet scent of her excitement mingling with her perfume.
Suddenly, his attention shifted, and his thumb found her left areola as he started to circle around it.
He watched while being totally mesmerized, as her inverted pink nipple, stimulated by his touch, slowly tightened and emerged into a hard, begging bud which looked too tempting to his senses due to its shining like a beautiful red jewel under the bloody moonlight.
So, he didn't wait, and lowering his head, he captured the beautiful red nipple in his mouth.
He sealed his lips around the areola and started to suck it with a fervent, rhythmic intensity that seemed to match that of a starved baby.
Though unlike a baby, his tongue circled around the bud and flicked the sensitive tip repeatedly and sucked even harder as if he could indeed draw some milk from it, which was clearly nonexistent.
