Liend swallowed hard, his fingers moving slowly—carefully sliding the straps off Kiana's shoulders. He didn't let them graze her skin, even as every part of him screamed to touch.
"Alright…" he murmured under his breath.
The bra—tight just moments ago—now shifted, pushed outward by the fullness of her chest. It began to slip down, gravity doing the rest. Liend watched, eyes wide, fighting to hold himself back.
"Faster, Liend," Kiana whispered, voice soft but commanding.
She extended her arms, helping him along, and he pulled the garment through—hands trembling slightly. A faint scent—hers—rose from the fabric, stirring something deeper inside him as he let it fall gently to the side.
Now she stood fully bare before him.
Her breasts, heavy and flushed, swayed gently with each breath. Her skin glowed, her areolas tinted pink, her nipples slightly raised—soft, full, unhidden.
