He did it again on my other breast and the torment felt so long. He kissed and licked my body to below my stomach, so that I could see traces of wet kisses and licks everywhere on the surface of my skin.

“You want me to stop?”

The question made me stare at him with a glaring look, I swore I wouldn’t talk to him if he did that.

“If you do that, I swear I’ll never talk to you again,” I threaten and he chuckles still with his passionate gaze.

“Okay, looks like you should be warmed up before I satisfy the birthday despot.” He smiles and it rubs...