บท 347: Chapter 108

Maxi began to tremble, and her breaths came in sharp gasps as though she were drowning. Riftan's hand glided up her waist to cup her breast, where his thumb rubbed her taut nipple. She was on the precipice of a crumbling dam. His passion swallowed her like a tidal wave, sweeping away all her thoughts.

"R-Rif—"

When she finally managed to tear away for a gulp of air, his mouth was on hers again. She tried rapping on his back to knock some semblance of rationality into him, but to no avail. His hand slid beneath her chemise as he hungrily sucked on her tongue.

She had to cling to his neck to remain standing. When his long, hard finger stroked the sensitive bud within her wet bush, it was as if lightning struck, and her body spasmed.

Good God.

He was driving her to climax all too quickly. She reflexively squeezed her thighs, then raised her hips to guide his finger even deeper.