The raid

"You are a dominant." Gianna said again staring deeply into Tristan's eyes.

Tristan stared back at her, shrugged his shoulder. "Does that bother you? Are you too big to surrender in bed?" He asked her, touching the sides of ger breasts.

Gianna inhaled sharply and nodded. "You can't toe me up this way. You have to get it off." She whispered.

Tristan chuckled and looked at her. "You are already dripping wet down there." Hr whispered into her ear and nibbled softly at her lower lips.

Gianna moaned when his hand slid down between her legs. She spread them wider, her face heated with the burning desires to be touched.

Tristan, seeing her submission processed with his touch. He gathered her into his arms, kissed her madly on the lips. His hands moved over to her breasts, cupped them and muddled them between his fingers.

He has never seen anyone who has such creamy and elegant breast. The sight was maddening and he couldn't resist the huge to bend and take a sip from her pink taunt nipples.