Her body was slender and soft against his. Mira felt so small and fragile on his frame and he wanted to both taint that fragility and take advantage of it but his mind struggled with the constant pressure of being gentle or rough.
He wanted to take her roughly. But he also burned to do it in a gentle manner. Jia Hao gripped the flesh of her butt and fondled. His hand made its way to her waist as his lips settled on her nipple. He licked. Let his tongue taste her skin. The spiciness of the floral scents she used to wash herself and the milk which leaked into his mouth. Jia Hao fondled her other breast with his fingers as he got so carried away with sucking her breast and digesting the milk that came out of her.
