Darion was rock hard! Every now and then, his manhood would touch Jophiel's inner thighs making his patience wear thinner in each passing second.
He trailed south, his lips planting kisses along the trail until he rested on her waistline. God! She was so ticklish down here that her hands flew to his head the moment he kissed her. She tagged him tightly as if ready to uproot the hair off his head if he dared continue. But it was a risk worth taking.
Planting a kiss on her belly, he felt her grip tightened as she let out a rugged moan. This only acted to invoke the demon in him. He planted several kisses along her skin until she couldn't keep hold of his hair anymore.
But she did when his warm breath fanned against her lower belly, making something stir in her loins. She wanted him out of there but didn't want him to stop whatever he was doing at the same time.
