Sein's aggression intensified. She pressed her body flush against his, her hands sliding under his shirt, pushing it up roughly. Her mouth found his neck, licking a hot, desperate trail down to his collarbone. When she reached his chest, she latched onto one of his nipples, sucking hard, her tongue swirling with hungry need.
Andrey groaned sharply, his body jerking at the sudden intense sensation. "Sein… fuck…"
The feeling of her warm, wet tongue on his nipple sent a raw bolt of pleasure through him. His usual calm shattered. He grabbed the hem of her black tank top and yanked it upward, exposing the tight sports bra underneath.
Sein gasped, her body tensing. "Andrey— wait… I'm still sweaty from the jogging… don't—"
