Zeke's face was right there, between her trembling legs. The smirk remained, with a triumphant look in his eyes. He was enjoying this too much.
Then, his eyes tore away from hers and fell on the throbbing flesh centimetres away from his mouth. Her scent was more potent than any other smell, and his pupils dilated as he inhaled even more of it.
It surged through his veins and ignited every nerve ending. It sat in his lungs, and made him yearn for me~ a scent he's been addicted to ever since he first inhaled her the day they had their first kiss.
And now, he wasn't just smelling her in her full glory, but also staring at her.
She was exceptionally gorgeous and looked very delicate. Something inside him wanted to ruin every bit of delicacy he saw in them. He eyed them hungrily, eager to finally taste her.
She kept trembling and whispering. If only she knew how much these little reactions turned him the fuck on.
"My pretty little pink pussy," Zeke taunted against her flesh.
