WAVES BENEATH THE SILENCE
And now, she was in his bed—naked, flushed, trembling.
Underneath the amber light of his bedroom lamp, Celestine lay spread across his sheets like sin incarnate. Her midnight blue lace lingerie was already discarded on the floor. She was bare for him—nipples taut from the cool air, legs slightly parted, her pussy glistening with arousal.
He knelt between her thighs, staring at the delicate pink folds that pulsed in time with her shallow breaths.
“Renzo…” bulong niya, voice trembling.
“Shhh,” he murmured, eyes dark. “Let me taste you.”
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