Hot Spring Seduction [Part-6]
Cynthia wiped the corner of her mouth, cheeks flushing a warm rose, eyes glimmering with adoring reverence. With a delicate wave of her fingers, a soft shimmer of mana caressed her lips—purging the last vestiges of Leon's presence from her skin. The shimmer dissipated, but the heat remaining in her breast did not.
She let out a shaky breath, heart pounding from the aftermath of both passion and adoration.
Leon spread his arm, an unspoken welcome, and Cynthia flowed towards him like the tide returning home. She settled into the curve of his side, the round of her thighs against him, her shiny breasts pressing upon his chest—still wet and radiant under the light of the moon.
"I didn't know I could do that…" she whispered, half shy, half amazed—her voice feather-light.
