"Adeline."
"Shut up, Caesa—OH!" Adeline moaned out, throwing her hair forward with dilated pupils. Her pale body was littered with red flushes as she breathed heavily, face constricted with the immeasurable pleasure she was feeling.
Caesar stared at her with his full attention, throat bouncing as he swallowed thickly over and over again. He was on his last straw, and if she didn't let him, he might just lose his mind;
"What the…" She bit down hard on her lips, trying to stifle the moans of bliss that kept pouring out of her mouth over and over again. "It's deeper than it's ever been before. Are you… don't tell me you've never actually gone in as deep as—Caesar!"
He'd grabbed her, jerking himself up into a seating position, his arms wrapped tightly around her.
"I told you not to touch!"
"I can't help it! I can't do it, okay?" He wouldn't let go of her. "You can't just make that face at me, and look at me like that. You know what it does to me."
