Her words ignited the already burning desire within him, and he pounced on her like a craving man who wanted to taste the sweet water and calm his thirst.
Tristan's mouth kept assaulting her lips while his hand trailed down from her neck to her collarbone and stopped on her chest, finding her right breast. Tracing his finger on the tip of her erect nipple, Tristan pinched him, making her moan.
He loved when she let out these sensual moans, which only made him do better than he already was. The effect they had on each other had no words to describe. They only knew their craving would be satisfied by only each other.
Tristan kneaded her breast, squeezing and folding it while his tongue tasted every corner of her cavern.
"You drive me crazy, Ash" letting go of her lips, he moved down, took the left nipple in his mouth, and sucked it hard, making her arch her back.
