The Last Time

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Anya withered beneath him when his hands were replaced with his lips and tongue, drowning her in sweet friction. She was overwhelmed by the heat wherever his lips left a trail of kisses, licking and nibbling her skin.

Her toes curled up in anticipation when his lips tenderly yet firmly peppered and sucked on the swells of her chest. Suddenly, his mouth seized the peaks of her bosom and licked her hard nipple with his tongue.

A loud, pleasurable moan slipped her lips. She convulsed uncontrollably when his hand groped the other peak and pinched her pink hard bud. The pain never felt so pleasing. Her fingers clutched the duvet that was under her when his hot burning tongue was sending shivers down her spine, making it hard for her to bite back her sensual moans.