After a long moment, his nipple finally emerged from beneath the skin, now plump and firm.
The moment it popped out, the vibrations under Wooheon’s hands intensified.
Wooheon flicked out his tongue, brushing it lightly over the hardened peak.
His forked tongue curled around the stiff nub, licking up and down in slow strokes.
“Ah...! Mr. Kang, stop, please stop....”
Only then did Wooheon finally release him, a small amused smile forming as he took in the sight of the now-exposed nipple.
He pressed a finger against it, rubbing gently before pinching it lightly between his thumb and forefinger.
“Mmh...!”
“I thought so before, but this really is interesting. Maybe if I keep sucking, it’ll stay out?”
His fingers toyed with the sensitive nub, making Yueul twist his hips.
He turned his head away, unable to meet Wooheon’s gaze.
“I could suck them for you every day, if you’d like.”
And suddenly, Wooheon snapped back to his senses.
‘What the hell did I just say?’
