123 Sprouting Doubts

"Muffin, would it be too greedy of me if I say I want you now?"

Dana turned crimson red hearing the words whispered by Grand as he softly nibbled on the soft and sensitive skin of her ear. She gasped and all of the soft hair on her body stood up when his hot ragged breathing assaulted her ears as he murmured sweet nothing to them. 

She found herself gripping Grand's hair on her fingers as he traced her delicate jawline with his burning tongue. Desire can be felt in every move he does on her body, and Dana lets herself drown in it blissfully. 

She was pulled back from the waves of her own desires when the clock on her living room wall cuckoo twice. 

"Grand it's still so bright outside," she said in a hushed tone, embarrassment is evident in her voice. 

Grand softly chuckled, tracing the outline of her brassiere. "Is it?" he mumbled, clearly teasing her.