Leanna

Chapter 126 – [Fun Activity] [His Taste]

*WARNING! Chapter contained sexual scenes not suited for young audiences. Skip to the next chapter if you're not comfortable with this type of scene.

You've been warned.

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[Leanna's POV]

[Fun Activity]

Like a lost puppy, Cain led me towards the shallow parts of the lagoon while we remained captivated in the world in each other's eyes.

My jaw almost swam in the waters when he released my hand and took off his shorts. Without care, he laid it on top of a rock before pulling my frozen body to sat on top of it.

My eyes flicked to the sky before it slid back to take occasionally peek at his groin.

Damn it!

I couldn't see with all the rippling waters.

"Don't worry . . . I still have my briefs," he whispered, and I clenched.

Hard.

The way he said it was so sexy, his voice sent electrics down my spine, and I flinched here and there.

I wanted to kill whoever invented those briefs, right now!

I bit my lower lip, stopping the moans from escaping while my hands were all white from gripping the rocks for strength.

Cain gulped down many times as his eyes leveled on my breasts. I parted my legs to give him access when he advanced towards me.

"Ugh . . ."

Moans and gasps danced in the air as he planted soft feather-light kisses around my nipples while his hand was busy massaging my breast. I extended my arms to support myself as my body arched, giving him more access as his tongue started to work wonders on my tip.

"Ughhhh . . ."

My moans were getting louder and louder as I gasped for air when he sucked and nipped my nipple, numbing the erect tip. My arms trembled, losing strength. I let my body slid against the smooth, slimy rock with Cain following me. Not leaving my breasts for a second as his frosty eyes never left mine.

My hair danced at the gentle ripples as the warmth of the waters caressed my back. My fingers gripped his hair when he sucked hard, and my body spasmed at the overwhelming pleasure he offered me.

*pant . . .

*pant . . .

Cain gave me seconds to catch my breath before he ravaged my other breast. He grabbed my waist and roughly pulled me down. I moaned when my slit met his bulge.

"Say my name . . . ," he commanded, and I whimpered in turn when my core ached, wanting friction to ease the heat.

"C-Cain . . ."

"Louder . . ."

"C-Cain . . . !" I cried when he pushed his hips against me –– forcing me to feel all his power, his desire, his lust, wanting me to accept all of him.

I wanted to destroy that thin, flimsy fabric that was getting in the way between us. But before I could rip my swimsuit, he scooped me up until I was sitting on the rock while he stood to his feet without disconnecting his mouth on my breast.

I was getting dizzy from waves after waves of intoxicating pleasure. But I was jolted awake as my eyes popped from its sockets when Cain grabbed my hand and guided it towards his groin.

I managed to slid my fingers inside his briefs and touched the swollen tip of his cock when my consciousness failed me.

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[Leanna's POV]

[His Taste]

It was already dusk when I regained consciousness.

Still somewhat droopy, I took my time and sat on the warm, soft sand and wiped my drool. Then the summer breeze attacked my bare skin when Cain's shirt slid from my upper body.

I gasped.

That's right! Cain!

I turned around and found the man, sleeping beside me with little Pluffy by his side. He had his shorts on as my swimsuit was now adequately tied. Saliva dripped from my mouth when my eyes fisted on his naked upper body.

What happened?

I remembered it was getting to the good part.

I gripped my head, wanting to hit it with something.

Why did you have to choose that moment to lose your damn consciousness?!

I don't know, maybe because you forgot to breathe and give me oxygen?!

Damn it!

I was having internal struggles when Cain groaned. I paused, afraid to wake him up. I leaned closer to him, arms extending to support my weight.

Staring and staring at him, naughty thoughts invaded my head. My trembling hand touched his bare chest. His skin hot on my palms. I savored every sensation of his lean muscles, the warmth of his skin against my cold fingers.

Determined to give my brain its needed oxygen so it wouldn't faint again, I took quick breaths as my fingers rest above his groin.

"Go on . . ."

My soul almost jumped out of my body when I heard that familiar voice.

I retracted my fingers while my face burned in embarrassment. I lowered my head –– too ashamed to meet his teasing eyes.

He caught me in the act!

"T-T-This . . . ," I tried to explain without much success. "T-This . . . n-not . . ."

Cain puffed a laugh as he sat up.

"You can touch me there if you wa––"

Cain was stunned when my hand, with a mind of its own, flung towards his groin.

". . ."

". . ."

@#!!@#×!#*!**!@#×!!

I retracted my hand, lightning fast. I stared at it as if I didn't know the disgusting thing.

Ahh . . . my brain . . . you can faint now . . .

Cain laughed a little, which only made me mortified at myself. I knew my whole body was red by now.

I was too embarrassed to even think that I didn't give it much thought when Cain pulled down his shorts together with his briefs enough to expose his powerful sex.

I let him grabbed my hand and rubbed it against his throbbing penis.

". . ."

". . ."

I was electrified, goosebumps crawled on my skin when his cock turned harder and harder beneath my fingers.

T-t-this! W-what should I do next?!

I couldn't return his passionate gaze, and I didn't know where to look.

There are too many stimulations in front of me!

My brain was smoking from overheating. Not just my brain; I think my whole body was smoking by now!

My hand really had a mind of its own when it moved up and down.

Cain extended his hand to support his weight while his other hand rested on my bare shoulder.  He leaned closer to me and whispered musical notes, which made my heart livelier than ever.

"Rub the tip more . . ."

His raspy voice was enough for me to rubbed my thighs together.

"You're so sexy . . . ," I whispered, mirroring his tone.

". . ."

". . ."

Did I just say that out loud?!

Cain smiled and kissed my forehead.

I think my hand found its new master and very much motivated and determined to serve him.

Cain continued to whisper instructions, and my fingers followed in obedience while all I could do was hyperventilate to give my brain its needed oxygen as the damn thing was threatening to faint again.

"Ugh . . . Honey . . . that feels so good . . ."

Now, I was not only hyperventilating –– I was suffering from heart attack as well!

He's clearly going to be the end of me!

But my fingers were so happy upon hearing his pleasured moans. They were like fuel, energizing my hand to please its new master as it followed Cain's every command without question.

"Nghhh . . . more . . . faster . . ."

My body was heating too much that even my eyes were sweating. Cain's face was so damn alluring it enticed me to give him what he desires.

"Uurghhhh . . ."

He groaned when he found his release. Hot sticky semen coated my fingers as he slumped his panting body against mine. His head rested on my shoulder while my hand refused to leave its new master while my other hand was extended against the ground, supporting us.

The feeling he gave me, total domination and power over him . . .

It's quite addicting.

He cupped my cheeks and gave me a loving smile before he kissed my forehead.

"Thank you . . ."

"Uhmm . . . uhhh . . . Y-you're welcome . . . ?" I replied, couldn't meet his gaze. My body hadn't recovered from being boiled.

"You can let go now." He chuckled.

I gasped and pulled my hand, releasing his manhood.

Thank heavens, this naughty thing still listens to me or else –– I'll chop it off!

I swallowed hard when my hand was covered with thick, sticky-milk like thingy.

T-this . . . S-should I clean it? B-but what if he gets offended?

"Lick it."

I gasped and look at him in disbelief.

D-did . . . h-he said . . .

*gulp . . .

. . . l-lick it . . . ?

I trembled when his frosty eyes looked down on me with constricted pupils. His whole person was overbearing as he exerted his power over me. Like if I didn't heed his every command, terror and horror would befall me.

I swallowed hard as my shaking fingers went to my mouth.

A salty-sweet smell tickled my nose.

Is that what it supposed to smell like?

I wonder what he tastes like.

He must be sour and sweet like lemon and honey.

My tongue stuck out and licked my first taste of him.

The first contact burned me.

He was like a strong ancient wine preserved in times when Gods still ruled the planet.

Strong, yet mouth watery delicious.

Ahhh . . . Like I thought. He tastes sweet and sour . . .

Only much better . .. .