Chapter 173: Love Fluid

I had kissed every inch of her body except her breasts and down there.

I was really getting into it. Ever since I joined the club, marking up women had become a real thrill, starting with Nora.

With red wine in my mouth, I ran it along Dorothy's breast. The moment it touched her, she let out a soft sigh. Her breasts were surprisingly sensitive. I couldn't help but chuckle.

Following Dorothy's lead, I slightly opened my mouth, making sure not to spill the wine, circling closer to her pink nipple.

While her skin didn't do much for me, I could tell she was getting worked up by her heavier breathing.

When I sucked on her nipple, she grabbed my hair and moaned.

It felt like she was egging me on, so I licked even harder.

Pouring red wine on a woman's chest seemed to enhance the flavor. After licking both her breasts, I took a sip of the wine, now infused with her scent.

It might sound twisted, but I enjoyed the sensation of drinking off a woman's body.

The wine running over Dorothy felt like a divine treat, tasting exquisite.

Her wine-soaked breasts were irresistible—I savored every inch, kissing, licking, and burying my face in her cleavage. It was intoxicating in every way!

When I stopped, she loosened her grip on my hair.

"Sorry, did I pull your hair too hard?" Dorothy asked.

"Not at all, I liked it," I replied with a grin. She cupped her breasts, still reveling in the excitement.

I glanced at Dorothy—her hair loose, cheeks flushed, eyes locked on me with this soft, adoring look.

Now, onto the main event, her private area. If playing with her breasts felt that good, imagine what licking her there would do!

I gently spread her thighs, and she didn't resist. Her legs seemed a bit shaky, maybe eager for my touch!

Unlike Sophia and Nora, who needed dim lighting to open up, Dorothy's private area was right there in front of me. And let me tell you, it was the most delicate one I'd ever seen.

Unusually pink and completely bare!

Whether it was the room's lighting or the contrast with her fair skin, her whole area looked straight out of an adult film, incredibly delicate and almost unreal.

I was captivated, forgetting about the wine as I leaned in for a kiss.

"I can't handle this!" Dorothy's grip on my hair tightened, her legs squeezing me, immobilizing me.

It was all sweetness, pure and smooth, like kissing a young girl's lips.

I took her labia in my mouth, tongue caressing continuously. Whether it was her sweet fluids or the lingering wine taste, I was lost in the sweetness.

"Stop, it's too much, I can't take it," Dorothy pushed my head away forcefully.

But I was lost in the moment, holding onto her hips, eagerly exploring her with my tongue, craving more of her essence.

I greedily sucked, and Dorothy squirmed, slapping my head, the pain making me reluctantly pull back.

"Sorry, it was just too... too good!" I wiped my mouth, apologizing.

"No, it's too much—I can't think straight!" Dorothy panted, trying to catch her breath.

"You still want to keep going?" I asked, my voice thick with anticipation.

She was clearly overwhelmed, her body trembling. I wasn't sure if I should push her further.

"Take it slow, be gentle," Dorothy agreed after a deep breath.

With her words in mind, I delved back in, this time more boldly but at a slower pace.

I wanted to savor this rare treat, and Dorothy eased into my rhythm, not squeezing or pulling my hair harshly.

She made content sounds, lost in desire as I continued, the sounds of sucking and licking filling the room.

I licked until my tongue felt numb, then pulled back, savoring every drop left at the corners of my mouth.

Dorothy lay back, her thighs forming a welcoming shape, her gaze fixed on me.

She took my hand, pressing it against her, seeking my kiss passionately, her desire evident.

Her legs wrapped around me, hands on my neck, her tongue exploring my mouth with fervor.

I never expected the gentle Dorothy to be so wild in bed. We shared in the passion, exchanging kisses and exploring each other's bodies.

"Come inside me, I want you," after what felt like an eternity of kissing, Dorothy whispered in my ear, her desire clear.