Angel's POV
My moans grew louder after a few minutes, but that didn’t stop Venom from caressing my breasts.
I tried to hold back my sounds, but my body betrayed me every time he touched me.
I found myself surrendering to the pleasure, my moans escaping as he gently caressed my breasts, even though I wasn’t sure if Venom truly intended to bring me pleasure.
"Was he doing this on purpose, or was it just me who couldn't resist his touch? Every time he made contact, it sent waves of desire through my body," I thought as the pleasure overwhelmed me.
"But if he truly wanted to bathe me, he wouldn't have been caressing my breasts for the past few minutes. It feels like he's using that as an excuse to touch me," I pondered again.
"Ah!" I moaned loudly as Venom's fingers grazed my n*****s,
