"Answer me, come on."
But Winter didn't need to answer verbally.
Her body, already becoming thoroughly aroused, and Hugo's body, fully aroused and pressed tightly against her, were the clearest and most obvious answers.
Hugo, still holding Winter's hand, unhesitatingly moved towards the bed. After laying Winter down, Hugo immediately climbed on top of her. He bent down deeply and licked and bit her earlobe.
"Ah..."
A moan involuntarily escaped Winter's lips.
"Shh."
Hugo whispered softly into Winter's ear.
At the same time, Hugo's hand gently covered Winter's mouth. His large hand smelled faintly of soap, as if he had just washed his face.
As Winter tried to suppress her moans, Hugo's fingers parted her lips and entered her mouth. Winter naturally wrapped her soft tongue around his fingers. A faint groan escaped through Hugo's tightly clenched teeth.
