Chapter 39 Us

• Celine POV
• A gasp escapes me as his hand explores, stroking and teasing. His lips find my ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive lobe as his fingers dip inside me. My hips push forward instinctively, seeking more, my body moving in rhythm with the thrust of his hand. The heel of his palm presses against my clit, and the pleasure builds, spiraling upward until my cries echo softly against the tile.
• His hand tightens on my neck, anchoring me, holding me steady as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over me. My body trembles, quaking within his hold, and I lean against him, breathless and flushed.