“Jealous of what exactly?” I ask, digging the tip into her nipple just enough to make her wince and a little trickle of blood to sprout from the sensitive nub. “I don’t like the idea of your hands on another woman.” Her admission ends on a little whimper as I close my mouth around her bleeding nipple and suck. The sweet taste of her blood rolls over my tongue, and I suck even harder, biting on the cut to force more out of her.
