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Damn, I cursed inside my head. Great, how am I not taking precautions with my words? Now, I really looked like an easy to get.
Zero meet my eyes and suddenly, he lifted me and carried me which surprised me. “W-What are you—” I didn’t finish my words when he let me sit on the countertop.
“Z—” I paused when he suddenly claimed my lips. I met his pace and exchanged intimacy to boost the fire inside us. My libido boils when he started to touch me everywhere.
He pulled down the strap of my dress and successfully pushed it down to my tummy without breaking the kiss.
He nibbled my lower lip and started to trail kisses from my jaw down to my neck. His hand rested above my right breast and he started to knead it.
“You’re not wearing your bra again, baby. And I’m started to dislike it,” he uttered as he stood properly and met my eyes.
I bite my lower lip. “I-I does not usually wear a bra but—”
“You should wear one, especially, when you’re going into the perverted place like this,” he said.
I frowned. “Do we really need to talk about me, wearing bras during this abrupt session?” I asked.
He smirked and suddenly he went down and raised the hem of my dress to the other fold and gathered it together into my tummy. He pulled the strap of my underwear and took it off.
I gasped in shock when he sniffed it. “Damn, it’s—”
I snatched my underwear and glared at him. “Do you have to do it?”
“What?” Zero uttered and smirked.
Damn, I cursed inside my head. My cheeks seem to be heating up—I’m sure its color was pinkish red.
Zero pressed his lips into mine and suddenly slide one of his fingers inside my core. I arched my back to control my lust but damn, things went too fast.
I just found myself, supporting my body by resting my elbows on the countertop when he parted my legs. He inserted his finger again inside my core—I don’t know if it’s just one or two of them inside since I started to feel a little pain caused by the stretch of the skin.
A moan slipped out from my mouth when his lips exchanged with his finger. “Ahh…”
I looked at him when I felt the tingling sensation that came from his every lick. He sucked into my clit and swirled his tongue into my cleft. I moved a little bit inward to give him better access and to have a better view. I want to see how he savors my precious.
I grabbed into his hair as he keeps on licking, sucking, and swirling his tongue into my sensitiveness.
“Oh… Ahh… Zero—more…” I moaned.
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