The sweet breath that touched the tip of his nose made his head spin.
Noah lowered his head even further, whispering softly into Lily’s ear.
“You said you’d pretend I’m Harry anyway, didn’t you, Lily?”
Noah pressed his thumb gently against the delicate crease of Lily’s brow, smoothing it out as he slowly pulled away the blanket separating them.
“N-Noah. Please turn off the light.”
Lily’s trembling voice, barely audible through her sobs, carried a hint of moisture.
This was truly ridiculous—she looked even more desirable up close.
Each time Lily breathed in and out, her ample br*asts, adorned with pale rose-colored n*pples, quivered slightly.
‘My c*ck is going to burst.’
Noah’s breathing grew heavier, his gaze clouded with desire.
“…What should I do? I want to watch while we do it,”
Noah’s thumb caressed Lily’s slightly swollen lips.
“Can’t I?”
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