Chapter 38: 37 Zaval (Very Rated)

Her smell was on my tongue. So thick I could think of nothing else. I had only wanted more of that taste. My name on her lips in her language. Her whine and demand pulled me from my haze of her taste. She had enjoyed what I was doing. It was clear by the way she had looked at me. Clear by her taste. Her breath was fast and while her body was wond tight she was trying to nudge me closer not away. Still her smell clouded my mind again. Stronger now than it had been before. My eyes went to the apex of her thighs. I growled as I pressed nose into the moisture there. So this is where that smell had been coming from. Her hand tightened on the back of me head.