She threw her head back, body squirming. Her hands gripped at the bed sheets. Hyunwoong's tongue ravaged her neck. His mouth's heat trailed down to her stomach, methodically skipping over her breasts. Brenna's warmth tightened around his fingers when his tongue flickered over her hard nipples, and her hips rode against his hand. With a sly smile, Hyunwoong pulled out his fingers, leaving Brenna whimpering and empty. She was so close. He straddled her hips, and whispered, "Not yet." He winked.
JFC I CAN SEE HIM WINKING
I NEED HIM NOW














