Chapter 122 Spring - Part Il

• "What's going through your head, my love?" he whispered, his voice laced with a potent mix of growing arousal and anticipation. His fingers pinched my already sensitive nipple, causing a delightful mewl to escape my lips.
• "Stop doing that," I managed to breathe out, my voice trembling, as his sweet torture on my breasts continued.
• "Why?" he whispered, his warm breath grazing my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine.