He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth.The relief was instantaneous. A hot, aching, glorious rush as he sucked, and the milk let down in a long, sweet stream, and Veronica cried out, her head falling back, her hands flying to his hair. He drank her down in deep, steady pulls, his mouth warm and firm and hungry, his tongue stroking the tender peak, and with every swallow the terrible pressure in her chest eased."Oh," she sobbed. "Oh, God, oh... that's... oh, thank you...""Shh." He kissed her breast. "Let it go. Let me take it."He drank until the left side was soft and easy. Then he turned his attention to the right, sucking just as deeply, his big hand cradling and kneading the swollen flesh, and Veronica went limp against him. Warm milk ran down her ribs and over his knuckles. She was so wet between her legs that her thighs were slick.When he finally lifted his head, his mouth was wet, his lips pink, his eyes dark with something fierce and tender."Better?" he ask
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