"Ahh~ Honey… we're really doing this right here under the stars…" she breathed, her voice already turning breathy and seductive despite herself, the words trembling with both lingering shyness and the growing fire that was quickly taking over.
Yet even as Vanessa spoke, her fingers were sliding into his hair, pulling him closer instead of pushing him away, her body arching instinctively into his touch because it felt too good, too right, too perfectly taboo to stop now.
Vritra didn't answer with words; instead he answered by lowering his head further, his hot breath ghosting over one leaking nipple before his lips closed around the soft, swollen bud in a perfect, hungry seal.
The moment his tongue made contact, a strong, warm jet of her rich, creamy milk shot straight into his mouth, and the familiar SLURP SLURP of his greedy suckling filled the quiet night air around them.
