Carrying Mr. Billionaire’s Heir
But he gently held my face, forcing me to meet his stare.
“Are you being shy?” His voice are husky and deep.
My breath trembled. Marahan akong tumango.
He smirked, dark and sinful, then leaned in. Without hesitation, his mouth enveloped my mound, warm and demanding.
I gasped sharply, a shiver running down my spine.
“Ahh…”
My body arched against him, betraying every ounce of resistance left in me.
This was my first time… yet my body moved as if it already knew what to do. Every touch, every kiss he gave me, drew a reaction I couldn’t control. From my breasts, his lips trailed downward, leaving sparks across my skin.
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