Ciara’s povDax groaned against my breast, the vibration shooting straight through me as he switched to the other nipple, sucking harder, deeper, like he was trying to pull every drop of milk from me. His free hand came up to knead the breast he’d just abandoned, fingers squeezing rhythmically, forcing more milk to bead and spill over his knuckles. He pulled back just enough to watch it drip, eyes half-lidded and glowing crimson, then leaned in and licked it clean with long, slow strokes of his tongue.Fuck! Doesn't he get tired!“Fuck, look at you,” he muttered, voice rough and absent-minded, like he was talking to himself again “Leaking all over my hands… all over my tongue. Such a good girl for me. Such a perfect, messy little thing.”He shifted lower, kissing a wet trail down my stomach, pausing to nuzzle the small swell of my belly with something almost reverent. His nose brushed over the skin there, inhaling deeply, and a low, possessive growl rumbled out of him.“Mine,” he wh
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