Has He Ever Kissed You Down There?

Hearing her apologise, Cassius gazed up at Avery, his eyes softening with a tender warmth. Her confession—raw, trembling, dripping with erotic honesty hung between them, and he reached up, brushing a thumb across her flushed cheek as he spoke, his voice low and soothing.

"Don't apologize for that, Avery." He murmured, his tone rich with affection. "No need to say sorry for your body leaking like it's meant to when you're feeling so much pleasure?"

"...That's just your way of showing how much you love it, every damn second of what's happening here...It's beautiful, Avery."

He then tilted his head, his gaze locking onto hers, searching her wide, dazed eyes.

"And you like it, don't you?" He asked, his voice a gentle nudge, coaxing the truth from her. "Tell me...Do you like the way I'm treating your body?"

Hearing this she didn't hesitate anymore as her lips parted, nodding her head.