Tell Me When to Stop*

Freya felt like she was losing her mind already. The tingling aching sensation between her legs was just too much to ignore. She was well aware that Gideon was teasing her by asking her what she wanted, but she was way too embarrassed to voice it out loud. 

As a result, she ended up grabbing him by the hair and pushing his head down between her thighs where she badly needed his attention.

This time, she could only hope that no one would dare to disturb them in the act. She could already imagine it already, and Freya wanted to laugh at how desperate she looked at that point… She was seriously wishing for no one to interrupt them, and she would probably think it was stupid once she had been satisfied a few hours later.

For now, however, she didn't care what anybody thought.

She bit her lower lip when she felt Gideon's warm breath finally lingering on her sex. "You smell so good and heavenly…" he cooed in a husky voice. "You're so wet, Sweety…"