Celeste's POV
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(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)
My legs ached around Silas's waist with each thrust. Enough sweat drenched me to fill up the Nile, making me wonder how exactly we were going to freshen up.
But seeing Silas' half-naked form before me? Feeling every inch of his length dig deep into me, sending pleasure through my core?
Yeah, that drove away any form of critical thinking within seconds.
"I... I think I'm getting close again..." I moaned, strapping my arms around his neck. My head fell back, spine arching as another broken sound left me. "F–Fuck, Silas! Are you close too? I—"
"Not yet." He suddenly pulled out, making me freeze.
I lowered my gaze—briefly trailing over that weird moon and snake tattoo on his left chest first. Then I got to his throbbing dick and felt the need to shove it back in.
"Is... Is something wrong?" I questioned, fiddling with his hair. "Should we stop? Am I doing something—"
