Holy shit. This was actually happening.
Belle's bare chest rose and fell in front of me. Her skin was tan and smooth. Her nipples were already hard. A single drop of milk beaded at the tip of her right breast.
Her amber-brown eyes watched me with a mixture of terror and anticipation that made my pulse kick up.
I leaned forward. My hands cupped her breasts. The weight felt different from Naomi's. Fuller. Heavier. Belle's 38DD chest filled my palms completely.
"Thanks for the meal," I said.
Belle's eyes went wide. "Did you just—"
I sealed my lips around her nipple and sucked. Hard.
The milk hit my tongue immediately.
[You drink a mouthful of milk from a Bronze-tier target. As a result, you get 20 points!]
The taste was different from Naomi's. Where Naomi's milk carried notes of vanilla cream and sweetness, Belle's tasted richer. Almost buttery. Like drinking liquid gold with a hint of caramel underneath.
