Abrielle never knew she could be so turned on without a finger being laid on her. Her breath slowed with her fingers curling. She should not be looking but it was so hard to turn away.
Whenever she had a glimpse of his member, it always left her dumbfounded hold it could fit. The honest truth was that she could barely fit him. Her cheeks turned red as a slight thought got to her head. He was probably like this due to how she imagined him.
Her seemingly not-so-innocent mind strayed to wonder how large Lucian was. He was the male lead and would not lose to the second male lead or, rather, the villain of the story. The plot was so complicated that, at times, Hazel was stunned at how her not-so-smart mind could create it.
Cedric groaned, closing his eyes; why did she have to look at him with that hungry gaze? She was driving him crazy, but he doesn't regret it. He wondered how dirty her mind might be behind those shy red cheeks.
