"Ahhhh!"
Showing an expression mixed with pain and pleasure, Miss Emily got to her feet with Miles's hand locked in her hair.
"Hmmmm." She hummed with bliss again as Miles let go.
Smirking at her precum-covered chin and sweaty face, Miles casually swept a trail of precum off her neck with his finger and fed it to her.
Smooch!
Without hesitation, Miss Emily sucked it and smiled like a naughty slut high on drugs.
Grinning, there was a moment of heated silence before Miles traced his index finger down her neck to her tempting cleavage.
"Was all you said just now…"
"Hmmmmm." Miss Emily hummed, trembling as she felt his palm slip inside her bra and cup her left breast bare.
"Ahhhh!" she exclaimed, snapping her head up as the intangible and magical feeling of his palm drilled a special kind of warmth through her. Especially when it brushed against her nipple, it caused her eyelids to tremble and her to bite her lips.
"…coming from here?"
