Chapter 84: Tell If You Want It
I felt my heart skip a beat and my soul drift.
Michael squeezed his hand between my legs again. My body trembled. I wanted to struggle but didn’t dare. I could only whisper, “Michael.”
“Tell if you want it. It’s okay.”
Michael’s voice sounded rare and gentle. There seed to be a hint of a smile in it.
He gave a light kiss on the side of my face, raised his knee to my already wet privates, and slowly rubbed . “I’ll give you a lick, won’t I?” He suggested very seriously.
I was a little dazed, and it took a while to catch my breath.
Did Michael want to lick down there? A Lycan prince was going down on .
Just imagining it made my blood boil.
“No, you can’t.” My subconscious told it was wrong, even though I wanted Michael to.
“Yes,” Michael said, leaving a kiss on my lips as he slid down.
I propped up my upper body and looked up at him. He had one hand on my hip, and his face was facing my private area, which had soaked through a large sheet of sheets.
My eyes widened, and I was montarily at a loss for words.
Michael buried his face into my private part with the tip of his nose and rubbed against it. Then, slowly and deeply, he took a deep breath.
I felt sothing soft wrap around .
Michael looked up at from below, his eyes so bright they were almost dark, but his tone was as calm as ever. “I’m going to lick here, okay?”
My face flushed, and I glared at Michael. “No!”
But Michael was already holding my legs and licking between my legs.
He was just informing , not asking for my permission.
I felt his tongue’s soft, warm tip tentatively sweeping across my sensitive area.
I felt my brain buzz and montarily lose the ability to speak.
My clitoris was slightly sensitive and swollen from the touch of Michael’s fingers, and my labia were fleshy and clamped together.
I could feel the tip of Michael’s tongue pushing in, and my labia parted helplessly. As I had been secreting liquid and soaking in the liquid for a long ti; there was a ‘pop’ when they separated.
This erotic sound was loud, and I felt my body’s bloodstream split in two. One surged up, and the other surged down. It was extrely shaful and extrely… Yet, I wanted Michael to continue.
Michael held my clitoris in his mouth, ground it with his teeth, and tugged on it until it was deford. He held it just right, so it hurt and felt good at the sa ti, and it didn’t really hurt .
Every ti he tugged at it, the feeling of sothing sharp and hard rubbing against my sensitive and vulnerable areas made instinctively tense up, and my hands instinctively tried to grab sothing in the air.
At one point, I grabbed Michael’s hair.
Michael looked up at from below.
I rarely saw Michael from this angle; most of his face was buried under . Only one pair of eyes, raised above the horizon, looking at with coldness, evilness, passion, conflict, and intense attraction.
The mont we looked at each other, I imagined that my soul had also had sex with his eyes. My heart trembled, and I orgasd.
I was still in a trance when I felt Michael raise his head from under and look at fiercely.
“Why is there so much fluid here?” Michael asked hoarsely.
I looked at him. My mouth was open, but I couldn’t say anything.
His penis was still erect. Ever since I licked him, he had not let off steam. I was the only one who had reached orgasm.
I could feel that he couldn’t control himself anymore.
My gaze was fixed on his penis. In fact, it was the sa for . The orgasm just now seed to have only lit a fire in , causing my entire body to be entirely ignited by lust. I looked at Michael with fascination and felt an emptiness in my body. I couldn’t help reaching down.
Michael held my hands down, and I could see his eyes spitting fire.
I leaned over and kissed Michael on the side of his face. I licked him wet with the tip of my tongue and exhaled hot air. “Enter . Enter, please.”
I saw Michael’s Adam’s apple bob. The veins on his neck were about to explode. His breath was frighteningly hot, but he was surprisingly calm. “Enter you where?” he asked.
“Enter and f*ck ,” I stamred.
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