When, some time passed and his sister's rough breathing, finally started to stabilize.
Christian brought his fingers drenched with her juices, toward his mouth, and in front of the the wide eyed Annabelle, he gave them a lick.
"D-don't."
Annabelle felt like dying from embarrassment, looking at this scene, but Christian felt relished tasting her sweetness, and even give a comment.
"You know? I thought all the talk about how it actually tastes sweet sometimes was a lie, but it turns out it's true."
Glaring at him grudgingly, Annabelle chose not to respond to his cheeky comment. Instead, she hugged him tightly and, in one swift motion, flipped over, shifting from beneath him to straddle him from above. Then, with a mischievous grin, she said.
"Well, now it's time for me to return the favor."
