"Who asked you to stop?"
Berry whispered hungrily against Harry's mouth. She already felt like she was running a high fever with how hot her body was feeling. She had thought that Harry would finally do it when she felt his hand spreading her legs, but to her dismay, she was painfully wrong.
Instead, she realized that he was planning on torturing her… the kind of torture that she was only now experiencing for the first time in her life. His fingers were gentle yet aggressive, meticulously exploring the place between her thighs with each movement. In between kisses, she felt the air getting knocked out of her lungs as he traced her dripping folds, seemingly probing and teasing her relentlessly.
Berry moaned softly as Harry continued savoring the insides of her mouth. He eventually broke the kiss, only for him to continue ravaging her as he peppered her jaw with light kisses and bites.
