Chapter 626 Point Of Exhaustion (2)

• Ragged breaths were torn from me. Intermingled with my panting moans. My back arched. My red hair poured onto his thighs behind me. The sun was warm on my face and neck. Touching over my senses. Heating my skin like caressing hands. My ever sense was still keen from my recent change. Accentuating everything around me to a mind-blowing extent.
• He was making low masculine sounds which told me I wasn't the only one creeping toward the brink of an orgasm. He gripped my hip with one hand. Pulling me to him, rhythmically. His other hand strayed to palm the front of my throat. Caressing down over my collar and to the spot where the soft linen of my dress tipped in to accentuate the hollow of my cleavage. His hand rolled flat to cup one mound over the cloth of my dress.
• I moaned in pleasure. Loving the effect his large hand had on me. I scooped my fingers over his. Encouraging his touch. I stroked my hips forward and this time I caught the tip of him against a particular spot which made me cry out in flooding pleasure.