SWEET SPOT
I kissed the sensitive skin there, sucking gently at first, then harder, determined to leave a mark deeper than the last one.
She gasped, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as I sucked harder, teeth grazing her skin. The hickey bloomed beautifully — dark red and possessive. I loved the way it looked on her.
“Ezekiel…” she breathed, her voice shaky.
I moved lower, kissing along her collarbone, then tugged her top up. She lifted her arms obediently, letting me pull it off. Her breasts were small and perfectly round, wrapped in a delicate leopard-print bra that made my mouth water. She looked so shy, cheeks flushed, arms instinctively moving to cover herself.