Gwen
I nodded.
My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I was shy, painfully shy, and nervous in a way I had never been before. But Cedric’s eyes were steady on mine, calm and reassuring.
He leaned down and kissed me again, slow and deep, until some of the tension melted from my body. His hands roamed gently over my skin, stroking my sides, my thighs, my breasts, like he was trying to memorize every inch of me.
“You’re okay,” he whispered against my lips. “Just breathe. I’ve got you.”
I nodded again, trusting him.
He kissed down my neck, then lower, taking his time. His mouth found my breasts, sucking softly on my n*****s until I was whimpering. Then he moved even lower, spreading my legs and settling between them. His tongue returned to that sensitive spot, lickin
