Their lips finally parted and Aselia was breathless, to say the least, her heart was thumping so loud that Xiran placed his hand over it to calm the ravenous storm he had caused in her.
He elegantly propped himself on his other elbow and began to observe her, the erratic heartbeats were thumping low under the light that lit up her eyes and tattoo.
"I hope all thoughts of his body have evaporated from your mind and only I remain or they still linger and I can go for another session," he drawled out, as he traced his fingers around her perfect mounds.
"No! Let me catch my breath after what you did," Aselia couldn't get herself to make eye contact with him.
"And what was it that I did?" He casually asked, teasing her.
"You know," she couldn't bring herself to say how he was almost eating her most intimate part. Her gaze was fixed on his hand.
"Know what?" He began drawing circles on her tummy.
