Chapter 341: Do it herself
Abrielle shuddered under his touch, he didn’t tease her much. His fingers dug deep inside his core, and her breath hitched.
She was just as he had remembered: warm, slick, and so tight. Her inside squeezed against his fingers as he moved. She could not handle the sensation, it felt like she would never get used to the way he made her feel.
His movements were languidly first, hitting all her spots as she arched and moaned sweetly for him. Her head fell back against his chest, and her entrance parted, giving him more permission to pleasure her and bring out her sweet moans. "Cedric," she whimpered between moans, her body arching under the intense sensation.
The more she moaned and called his name, the faster he thrust into her, leaving her breathless.
His chest reverberated, pleased that she was enjoying it despite how her moans increased the torture he felt in his member which was remotely reacting to her. "Breathe Abrielle," he whispered, sensing her breath was out of place. Only if it was so easy to do so.
There wasn’t any foreplay just his fingers and the water. She shivered, her body shaking in his hold. "I am close." She admitted. Her shoes curled, and a loud moan she didn’t bother holding back left her lips; she was so close.
Cedric suddenly stopped leaving her halfway; she fell from the high sensation crashing back on the ground. "Why did you stop?" She asked him, her body spinning so that she could glare at him. His gaze was dark with desire.
"I can’t waste your precious juices in this water." He admitted, his hand lifting her butt urging her to buckle her legs around his waist. His throbbing member was dangerously close to her weeping entrance.
He captured her lips with an aggressive kiss, one that instantly stole her breath; her lips effortlessly parted for him, letting his sly tongue explore her mouth.