Milla Will POV
Austin's fingers cupped my core, causing a surge of pleasure to course through me. He skillfully rubbed his middle finger above it, creating friction between my pants and panties, intensifying my wetness.
"You're so dirty down there. Don't you want me to clean you?" Austin whispered, his lips meeting mine in a gentle kiss. His cold tongue traced the outline of my lips, sending shivers down my spine. The sensation was overwhelming, my mind consumed by a whirlwind of pleasure.
I tried to push away the dirty thoughts, aware that Ethna might hear us. I didn't want to give in to this momentary pleasure and regret it later, which I knew was a distinct possibility.
"What if Ethna hears us? Please," I pleaded, hoping to reason with him.
Austin's eyes flickered with something m
