Chap-74*Bite My Nipple*

Cynthia Dion: "Arghhhhhh!" I screamed when he bit my nipple. Soon after hearing me cry, he gently licked my tits to calm me down. I moaned when he gently kissed my cleavage and ran up to pass kisses all over my mark. He stopped when his phone kept ringing in his back pocket. He raised his face and watched my lips for a few seconds before he answered the call. He didn’t get off me; his eyes were still wandering on my face. "What happened, Maleeka?" he inquired, and soon his expression shifted, a slight frown creasing his face. "What?" He shut his eyes and clenched his jaw. I noticed he shifted his body slightly, creating space between us. "I'll handle everything. Please don't cry, alright?" His voice lost some of its spark after the call. He ended the call and, without wasting a moment, he moved away from me and leaped out of the bed. I sensed that something had occurred, so I followed him, grabbing a gray hoodie from the closet. He paced around nervously, his hand raking through his ha