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It stood out and called to him, but he was not ready to answer. Samantha saw his tongue snake out of his mouth and hover impossibly near her breast. It was so close she could feel the heat pouring off of it. But why did he stop? It was right there. She could almost feel the sickening dampness of it, but it just hung there for uncountable moments. ‘I wish he’d just get this over with,’ she angrily thought. The anticipation was painful for both of them. Finally, he raised his head up and made contact. Not with her very erect nipple, but with her areola. Corvin circled it tirelessly. She began to unconsciously arch her back and wiggle her hips. A soft sigh escaped her lips. Just when she thought he’d never stop, he slyly made his way to her other breast to give it the same treatment. Her areolas were probably just as sensitive as the next woman’s, but her nipple was a different story. It connected directly to her clit and the pleasure center of her brain, but this bastard wouldn’t touch.

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