#Chapter 213: More

“Cillian, that’s so good,” I gasped. I moaned as he tore his lips away and dropped his lips to my chest. I felt his tongue glide across my skin, and his head lowered until he sucked my nipple into his mouth. It was so good it was almost painful. I arched up against his mouth. Then, there was a sharp prick of sensation, and pleasure rushed through me. I shuddered and gasped, wrapping my arms around him, trying to hold him there as he sucked and thrust his hips against mine. He pulled back and thrust his hands between my thighs. My heart skipped a beat, and I started to squirm. “Cillian,” I gasped. He covered my mouth with his hand, hushing me. “You don’t want to draw much more attention, do you?” Cillian asked, pressing his palm against me and stroking me with his fingers. “I told you just enough, hm?” I shuddered. What did that mean? How much was just enough? Would it be enough? I thought I heard rustling in the bushes or something nearby from the camp, but I couldn’t focus