Chapter 8 Give Me More Please}Ep8

• "More." she whispered hoarsely, pulling at his steady hand as she trembled uncontrollably. He was on top of her now, leaning over her, one hand by her shoulder steadying himself, the other still working between her slick thighs. He leaned down and brushed his lips against her jaw, tracing it and following the line of her throat with his tongue. His skin, where she gripped him at the wrist, and at his neck where her hand had slid as he moved over her, was cool to the touch, but his mouth was burning hot. He moved lower with his fiery tongue, etching a path to the valley of her breasts. He brushed one breast with his lips, his teeth scraping lightly against the inner curve, before sliding his tongue over the hard nipple. Her breath came in shaking gasps as he began to use her breast as he had her sex, sucking and pulling at it with his mouth and teeth, making her squirm and writhe even more fitfully.
• He pulled his mouth away and dragged it over her throat and chin, hovering over her mouth. "What was that you said?"
• She didn't have the faintest idea...had she said something. She gave him a questioning look in between whimpers.