[If only she could get over her embarrassment things would be far simpler, easier. She's never had someone touch her in such a way, let alone look at her the way Trevor does. It's weird to be considered a sexual being, in a way, when she had gone all her life hiding her curves and keeping her hair short. Femininity wasn't something to embrace or thing about among Speakers for safety's sake.
Now here she was, topless in front of Trevor Belmont of all people, with his hands on het skin and now his mouth...
Oh God, his mouth.
His tongue swirling over her nipple, lips encasing it, draws out a soft, breathy gasp. It feels good. Better than it probably should.]
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Now here she was, topless in front of Trevor Belmont of all people, with his hands on het skin and now his mouth...
Oh God, his mouth.
His tongue swirling over her nipple, lips encasing it, draws out a soft, breathy gasp. It feels good. Better than it probably should.]
Ah...