However, last time, before she could fully appreciate the wonderful feeling, she wore it out sadly.
He held up her chin with one hand, lowered his head, and kissed her freely on the lips.
Parting her lips and teeth, he invaded her soft mouth, wrapped around the tip of her breasts, and kissed her into his mouth bit by bit.
She felt like there was a little deer banging around in her heart. It was so fierce that it made her look forward to it, but she was also shy and felt a little overwhelmed.
She gently turned her face away, and his lips landed on her neck, nibbling, biting, sucking on the delicate, warm skin, leaving a mark that only belonged to him.
He kissed all the way down her collarbone and jaw, then returned to her lips, deeply exploring and intertwining her.
She finally got an opening, and spoke intermittently, with a hint of prayer: "Shall we... go to bed...?"
As soon as she finished speaking, he suddenly pushed her to the ground. Three black lines hung from her forehead, and then she remembered that there was no bed here.
The floor was made of solid wood, and she was originally only wearing a bra and underwear.
Now, the body and the solid wood floor come into close contact.
Although the floor felt hard, they had never had fun anywhere other than the bed, and this was a brand new attempt.
She felt her chest loosen up. It turned out that he couldn't wait to pull off her bra.
His lips fell heavily between her two erect breasts, caressing them back and forth.
Then, he gasped softly next to her ear, took one mouthful of her small, round earlobe, and swirled it around the tip of his tongue.
One hand hugged her, the other hand caressed her soft breast like a dove, caressing her with his hot palm.
A numb shiver came from the place he touched, as thin as an electric current, and spread throughout the body in the blink of an eye.
He kissed her bright and smooth skin, but his hands hit her sensitive parts again and again.