Her eyes snapped open, staring at him in confusion. Then, she pressed her lips together and quickly turned her gaze away.
But at least her eyes were open now.
With her gaze no longer shut, he spread her thighs, keeping his attention on her face.
Then, he lowered himself down, his lips brushing against the sensitive spot between her legs.
He heard her moan just from his kiss.
The place was already dripping, reacting to his touch.
Rolan felt a sense of satisfaction—he could still make her body respond like this. That realization made him happy.
He was happy to be her toy, to exist only for her pleasure at this moment.
Parting his lips, he let his tongue trail over her sensitive spot, pressing soft kisses against it. Then, he sucked gently, feeling her thighs tremble in response.
But he held them firmly in place.
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