Riley didn't wait. The moment he had Jade alone, he descended upon her like a man possessed, repeating every sensual sweet thing he had done to Fay—only this time, with even more hunger, more focus. His lips, warm and insistent, found her without hesitation, and within seconds, Jade's world began to unravel.
His tongue moved with practiced precision, dancing across her sensitive petals, teasing, coaxing, devouring. He took his time, savoring her taste like it was his favorite forbidden fruit. The soft, wet sounds of his mouth at work mixed with her gasps and moans, creating a symphony of raw, unfiltered pleasure that filled the room like a heavy perfume.
Jade writhed beneath him, fingers twisted in the sheets, her back arching involuntarily.
"A-ahhh… Elder Riley…"
"O-ohhh, it's too much…"
"Ughhh—please don't stop…"
