Reincarnated With the Seduction System

Chapter 32: Bathing Time Part 2 (R-18)

Adrian's eyes darkened with renewed desire as he turned to face Sophia, his hands gently sliding down her arms before taking the soap from her. He stepped closer, his body pressing against hers, feeling the warmth radiating from her flushed skin.

"Now it's my turn," he murmured, his voice low and filled with anticipation.

Sophia smiled, a soft, teasing smile that sent a thrill through him. She stood still, letting him take control, her eyes never leaving his as he began to lather the soap in his hands.

Adrian started with her shoulders, his touch firm yet tender as he massaged the soap into her skin, working his way down her arms. The sensation of his strong hands, combined with the soapy lather, made Sophia close her eyes and sigh in contentment. His touch was careful, almost reverent, as if he was savoring every moment.

As he moved lower, his fingers glided over the curve of her breasts, taking his time as he soaped her soft, supple skin. His touch was gentle, yet there was a clear intent behind it, each movement purposeful, as if he was memorizing every inch of her body.

Sophia's breath hitched as Adrian's hands lingered on her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the side of her neck as he whispered, "You're so beautiful."

His words, spoken with such sincerity and desire, made her heart flutter, a deep warmth spreading through her chest.

Adrian continued to wash her, his hands moving lower, sliding down her sides, over the curve of her hips, and along her thighs. Every touch was deliberate, each movement designed to heighten her pleasure, to make her feel cherished.

When he reached her lower abdomen, his hands paused, and he looked up at her, his gaze filled with a mix of tenderness and raw desire. Sophia met his eyes, her own filled with anticipation, her breath coming in shallow, rapid bursts. He then raised his arms towards the water shower, clearing the soap from his hands.

Without breaking eye contact, Adrian slid his now soap-free hands between her legs, his fingers brushing against her most sensitive area. Sophia gasped, her knees almost buckling as pleasure shot through her, her body instinctively pressing against his hand, craving more.

He teased her for a moment, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles, watching as her expression changed, her eyes darkening with need. "Adrian… please," she moaned, her voice breathless, pleading. Her hips shifted, trying to increase the friction, her need for him intensifying.

Unable to resist any longer, Adrian leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss as his fingers continued to work their magic. He could feel the desperation in her kiss, the way her body responded so eagerly to his touch, and it only fueled his own desire.

Sophia's arms wrapped around his neck, her body pressing closer to his as she kissed him back with equal fervor. The kiss was heated, filled with the pent-up desire that had been building between them.

Adrian's fingers danced between Sophia's legs with practiced precision, his touch both tender and teasing as he explored her most sensitive areas. He could feel the way her body responded to him, her hips instinctively shifting to press closer, seeking more of the pleasure he was so expertly providing.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her as he continued to move his fingers in slow, deliberate circles. The sensation was maddening, a perfect blend of pleasure and anticipation that left Sophia trembling in his arms, her need for him growing more urgent with every passing second.

Adrian pulled back slightly, his lips hovering just above hers as he watched her reaction, his gaze intense and filled with desire. He could see the way her eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting as she moaned softly, the sound like music to his ears.

He shifted his fingers, finding that perfect spot within her, his movements becoming more focused, more deliberate. His thumb brushed over her clit in a gentle, circular motion while two of his fingers slipped inside her, curling upward as they pressed against her inner walls.

Sophia's body responded instantly, her back arching, her hips rolling against his hand as she chased the sensation. Adrian could feel the heat of her arousal, the way her inner muscles clenched around his fingers, her body trembling as he continued to work her with steady, rhythmic motions.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear as he whispered, "You feel so good, Sophia. I love how your body responds to me."

Sophia whimpered in response, her breath hitching as his words sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Adrian pressed a kiss to her neck, his lips trailing down to her collarbone as he increased the pressure of his thumb on her clit, his fingers moving in and out of her with a steady, insistent rhythm.

"Faster, please," Sophia begged, her voice a desperate whisper, her hips rocking against his hand as she sought more of the intense pleasure he was giving her. "Adrian, I need… more…"

Adrian obliged, quickening the pace of his fingers, his movements becoming more vigorous as he felt her body tightening around him. The slickness of her arousal made each thrust of his fingers glide easily, intensifying the sensation for both of them.

Sophia's moans grew louder, her breathing ragged as she teetered on the edge of release. Adrian could tell she was close, her moans growing louder, her hips moving more frantically against his hand as she chased that final, shattering moment of release. He wanted to push her over that edge, to make her shatter in his arms, and so he intensified his efforts, his fingers moving faster, deeper, his thumb pressing harder against her swollen clit.

Sophia's breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling uncontrollably as she felt herself hurtling toward the peak of her pleasure. The world around her seemed to fade away, her entire focus narrowing to the sensations Adrian was creating within her, the overwhelming need for release consuming her.

Adrian's lips found hers again, capturing her moans as he continued to work her with relentless precision. He could feel her body tightening, the way her inner walls clenched around his fingers, the way her hips bucked against his hand as she chased that final, shattering moment of release.

With a final, powerful thrust of his fingers, Adrian pushed her over the edge. Sophia cried out, her entire body seizing as her orgasm tore through her, a wave of intense pleasure that left her trembling, her nails raking down his back as she held on for dear life.

Adrian didn't stop, his fingers still moving inside her, drawing out her orgasm, his thumb circling her clit in a way that sent aftershocks of pleasure rippling through her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers as he swallowed her cries, his own arousal growing even more intense as he felt her pulse around him.

When Sophia finally began to come down from her high, her body relaxing in his arms, Adrian slowly withdrew his fingers, his touch gentle as he held her close, letting her ride out the final waves of pleasure. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, his heart swelling with love as he looked down at her, her expression one of complete and utter satisfaction.

Sophia opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his, still hazy with the aftermath of her climax. She gave him a breathless smile, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

But Adrian wasn't done yet. He reached out, turning the showerhead toward them, the warm water cascading over their bodies, washing away the remnants of the soap. He adjusted the angle of the spray, letting it stream down between them, the water heightening the slickness of their skin, making everything feel more intense, more intimate.

Sophia shivered as the water hit her sensitive skin, her body still tingling from the afterglow of her orgasm. Adrian watched her, his desire for her still burning bright, his own need throbbing with a relentless intensity.