The flames of desire burned hotter and fiercer, driving her toward the edge of release. Ciri’s gaze lingered on Coen and Lambert, their partially exposed skin revealing glimpses of the rugged attractiveness that lay beneath. Ok XXX He guided her under the eyelets in the ceiling. “Yes,” she replied, her voice laced with a mix of anticipation and yearning, “it feels… The details, however, remained frustratingly out of reach, teasing her consciousness with their intangible presence. His tongue gently licks her earlobe, and his teeth gently rake against it, pulling playfully before letting go. As they walked to her room Ciri asked, “What should we play for? I want to feel it all.”
Her fingers clawed at the stone beneath her, her nails digging into the cracks and crevices as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming
