Day Seventy-Four…
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"Aah… Aah… Nate~" Jane couldn't stop herself from moaning. The pleasure was overwhelming, reigniting all her senses.
Nathan's fingers finally touched her core. She was soaked with her own juices, proof of her arousal.
'She's so wet,' Nathan thought to himself, satisfied by his achievement. He was glad that he could bring her to another height of pleasure.
Soon, Nathan's lips trailed away from her breasts. With deliberate slowness, he traced a path with his tongue, mapping the curves of her body from the expanse of her chest down to the hollow of her navel. Nathan took his time planting soft and wet kisses along his path, tasting her flesh and body.
Jane's world spun with an intoxicating blend of pleasure and anticipation. Her fingers clutched the bedsheet, knuckles whitening as waves of sensation crashed through her body. She writhed under Nathan's touch, lost in the tingling rapture caused by his fingers sliding up and down her throbbing core.
