Camille's POV

Lucian climbed further towards me, swaying his body to and from that his cock brushed through my clit, running over it, making it tighter and thirsting for it to plunge into it. I closed my eyes, breathing slowly with exhaustion, urges were draining me slowly. Deep inside me I was praying to reach the point I would have him plunge into me.

His cock kept brushing on me, and his lips came towards mine, first brushing it over in slow motion, he reached out for the bottle of glass on the table, took out a piece of ice, held it on his lips, he then trailed it back...