Chapter 32: Our First Mating

I gripped Jordan's head tightly, my back arched as I guided his hand, which had just removed and tossed my G-string aside, towards my neglected right nipple. Jordan complied, squeezing my left breast while his arousal left a damp trail on my thigh.

With an unmatched fervour, Jordan suckled my nipple, teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain. His teeth grazed lightly against my skin as he worked my sensitive flesh, bringing me to a state of heightened sensation.

I continued to arch my back, pressing my breast further into his mouth, each suckling motion sending a powerful shockwave of pleasure straight to my clit. Blessed with ample bosoms, Jordan lavished attention on my skin, his breath eager and hot as he lavished kisses upon my nipple, occasionally biting its surroundings, leaving a mark of passion on my body. Meanwhile, his skilled fingers continued to roll my nipple with the precision of a surgeon.