Serving them (2) *

With one knee on the ground, I had both of my hands hold her thighs, spreading her legs open as I positioned myself between them.

Hana’s hands instantly dropped on my head, clutching my hair as she watched me with her eyes filled with the anticipation and stubborn defiance she always carried.

The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting faint silver streaks across her flushed face and open uniform, highlighting her glistening chest from what I did. Her twin peaks were still wet and swollen from how hard I sucked on them.

I slid my hands higher, rolling her skirt up to her hips as I hooked my fingers on her already-wet panties, parting the fabric to the side to give me easier access.

I glanced up to meet her gaze as those sharp, defiant eyes softened by desire, daring me to keep going.