Leon slowly sucked on Emilia's lower lip, dragging it between his teeth, savoring the softness as if he were tasting some kind of sweet fruit. Each wet pull of his lips sent shivers down her spine, flooding her body with heat and raw arousal.
Suck… Suck… Suck… Suck…
As his mouth played with her lip, his hands moved down and around her chest, cupping the heavy swell of her boobs through the fabric.
Squeeze… Squeeze…
They were large, plush, and impossibly soft—like two perfect globes made to be groped. He gave them a greedy squeeze, his fingers sinking into her flesh, feeling them spill over his palms with satisfying weight.
Through the gown, her nipples were already hard, straining against the thin fabric.
"Mmh~" Emilia whimpered, her breath hitching as Leon's thumbs slid over the stiff peaks, tracing slow circles around her areolas, that made her whole chest burn.
