The restraint in his movements began to fade as his grip grew more decisive, his thumb brushing over her sensitive peak before he lowered his head and closed his lips around her nipple. A low, satisfied hum vibrated against her skin as he sucked slowly, his eyes never leaving her face, carefully watching every flicker of expression she made.
Addison bit down on her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans, but the flush spreading across her cheeks and the way her body trembled beneath him betrayed just how much she was enjoying it.
Seeing that only fueled him further.
His tongue circled around her nipple in slow, deliberate strokes, teasing and playing with it before sucking again, alternating between gentle and firm pressure as if he was savoring her reactions one by one. Every movement was calculated, indulgent, and possessive, meant to draw out every sound, every shiver, every helpless response her body gave him.
