Chapter Sixty-one ( Point Out The Traitor)

When she was done she lowered her gaze to the fresh towel remaining in the bowl and picked it up and before she could stop herself, wrapped her fingers around his need. Arric took in a sharp breath. Eirika slowly used the towel to gently clean him up. Arric felt like she was tutoring him with pleasure. He loved the feel of her hands on him and the tender way she tended to him as if he was precious made his heart constrict. He felt her use the towel to dap his broad tip and then when she moved downward, working her way to his hilt her fingers were stroking the rest of him. His breathing grew gruff and loud. He was certain if she kept that up, he was going to spill all over her hands. Eirika watched as his cum pooled at the tip of his shaft. She knew she had already crossed the boundary of just cleaning him up. She was wet and aching for him too now. She licked her lips at the sight, took a deep breath, and lowered her face to take him in her mouth.

"Eiry…" Arric groaned and bucked i