She leaned in, her lips hovering beside his nipple, her voice a sultry whisper," Tell me, Lu… Do you want me to stop, or do you crave for more?" Her words, like a sensual whisper, brushed against his senses, igniting a fresh wave of anticipation.
Each tender brush of her lips against his nipple sent a jolt of arousal through him, a maddening itch that was simultaneously exquisite and torturous. He longed for her to take it a step further, to kiss, to suckle, to draw him deeper into the abyss of arousal.
"More... Master, please, more..." his voice was a heartfelt plea, laden with desire.
A mischievous glint danced in Milane's eyes as she continued to tease. "More...? Well then, beg me for it," she purred, her voice a seductive melody.
His plea filled with a mixture of desperation and desire, Lu's voice quivered. "More... kiss me, kiss my nipples. Please, Master."
