Ye Jun
"Asshole," I muttered, but it came out more like a moan, and I let my head fall back as he went back down, sucking slower now, teasing with his tongue, his free hand sliding between my legs, fingers circling my hole, pressing in just the tip of one.
"Yeah, but you love it," he said, pulling off again to kiss my thigh, biting there lightly, then pushing his finger in deeper, crooking it to hit that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. "Fuck, you're still tight, even after earlier. Relax, Ye-jun, let me in."
I bit my lip to hold back the whine, but it slipped out anyway, my legs spreading wider on their own. "Keep talking like that, and I'll kick you. Just….ah, fuck….do it right."
He added a second finger, scissoring them slowly, his mouth back on my dick, and the combo had me panting, hips rocking between his hand and mouth, building fast. "See? Already whining. Beg for a third finger, come on."
