One of Han Xiangrui's hands flew up, fingers sliding into Lin Feng's dark hair and not quite pushing him away, not quite pulling him closer.
Her other hand clenched against the bedding beneath her as Lin Feng continued his slow, thorough attention, switching to the neglected nipple only after the first had turned a deeper, swollen pink.
He took his time, alternating between long pulls and soft licks, letting the wet heat of his mouth and the occasional graze of teeth draw more of those helpless sounds from her throat.
"Ahhhhh…"
"Ohhhhh…"
"Ughhhh…" Each time she gasped or squirmed, he answered with firmer suction, clearly intent on mapping every sensitive response of her body.
His free hand stroked along her side, palm warm and proprietary as it moved from the curve of her waist up to cup the breast he wasn't currently claiming with his mouth, thumb brushing the neglected peak in time with the rhythm of his tongue.
