Chapter 60. Dom and His Sub

Colt groaned appreciatively at my new position, his tongue circling my areola, spiraling down into my nipples that he’d left sore.

“Fuck!” my moans bounced off the glass walls, squirming beneath him to avoid most of his tongue. 

But he brought one of his knees up to my back, supporting me like a bench as he continued his savage assault on my breasts.

“Aren’t these lovely?” He cooed as he moved his lips to the other tit, his hand squeezing hard. 

“So full,” he groaned as if in physical pain, “So soft,” his tongue touched my nipple lightly and flicked.

My body convulsed, pushing my breasts more into his face.

He smiled, his eyes burning into mine.

“So aware of me, needing my attention.” he cooed at my stiff nipple.

“Colt!” My voice went to the roof as he bit in, painfully, and then his tongue swirled it up into his mouth to suck and maul it sore again, kneading it between his warm tongue and the soft roof of his mouth.

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