Chapter 281 Betty and Michael moaned in sync Part3

Betty’s breath hitched slightly, a fragile rhythm caught between longing and restraint, as she hovered near Michael, her body swaying in a desperate bid to quiet the storm rising within her.

Yet, this was only a fleeting reprieve, a whisper of calm that couldn’t fully soothe the ache gnawing at her core.

Michael’s presence was commanding, requiring Betty to hold a steady stance, her legs firm yet not overly strained, preserving her strength amid the tension.

As the moment intensified, her legs quivered faintly, like a fragile structure teetering on the edge of collapse under an unseen weight.

Betty puffed her cheeks, her brow creasing as she wrestled with the urge to give in completely, though destiny seemed to pull her elsewhere.

With a soft gasp, the air shifted as their closeness deepened suddenly, her balance yielding to the moment in an instant.