Adam's fingers pressed more tightly on her damp black panties that covered her pussy. He rubbed slowly in a small circle, feeling the heat and the growing wetness through the thin cloth.
Schlick…
Even with the barrier still there, the soft, wet sound was unmistakable.
Celine's whole body jerked. A sharp, involuntary gasp escaped her before she could bite it back.
"Ahng! S-Stop…!"
Adam didn't stop. He kept the slow, deliberate pressure, watching every reaction on her face with calm interest. The silk cords forced her thighs open, leaving her completely unable to close herself off from the touch.
"You're getting wetter," he said quietly. "Even while you're glaring at me and telling me to stop."
