?Chapter 249:


    I exhaled deeply, trying to steer the conversation away from this heavy subject. But yton, with those earnest eyes of his, made a promise that caught me off guard.


    “Makenna, if that’s what you want, I’ll help you leave.”


    His sincerity was like a pebble tossed into the still waters of my heart, sending ripples of confusion and something more through me. I couldn’t keep dodging the question anymore. I met his gaze, searching for answers.


    “Why?” I needed to understand.


    yton gently brushed his hand through my hair, his face a picture of seriousness.


    “Because I want you by my side.”


    “By your side?” I echoed, blinking in disbelief. What was he implying? Was this… a confession?


    My heart hammered in my chest, and just as I was about to seek rity, yton leaned in and kissed me. The rush of emotions made it impossible to resist, and I found myself returning his kiss with equal fervor.


    His arms wrapped around my waist, pressing me against the rough bark of a tree, his hands unbuttoning my blouse, his fingers kneading my breasts with a slow, deliberate touch.


    I clung to his shoulders, my mind spinning, caught up in the warmth of his kiss. But as a cool breeze rustled the leaves above us, reality snapped back into focus. Flushed, I gently pushed him away.


    “Not here… someone might see…”


    But yton’s usual gentleness was tinged with urgency. His hand slid lower, and he reassured me in a hushed voice,


    “No one wille. This is my spot, where we’re safe.”


    “But…” I tried to protest, but he silenced me with another kiss.


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    yton’s touch was always so tender, melting away any resistance I had left. His hand slipped beneath my skirt, his fingers tracing over my panties, sending waves of pleasure through me that I couldn’t suppress.


    My face burned with embarrassment, but yton didn’t relent. He murmured into my ear, “Makenna, I love seeing you like this, wanting me.”


    My cheeks flushed even more, and I found myself at a loss for words. yton lifted my leg, exposing me to the cool air. A shiver ran through me, both from the chill and the vulnerability of the moment. Despite his assurances that we were alone, the open space around us made me feel exposed, as if the trees themselves were watching.


    Sensing my unease, yton kissed my cheek softly. “It’s alright, don’t be afraid.” His finger slid into my wet folds, finding my clit and rubbing it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as my body responded, growing wetter with each touch.


    yton’s mouth found mine again, one hand still cupping my breast while the other explored my lower body. I was losing myself in the sensations, my legs trembling with the intensity.


    He turned me around, guiding my hands to grip the sturdy tree trunk in front of me. He patted my backside lightly, his voice tender but with an edge ofmand. “Makenna, lift your hips a little.”


    His words, though slightly indecent, only fueled my desire. I arched my back obediently, feeling his fingers teasing my entrance again. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to spill out, and then I felt somethingrger, warmer, slowly pressing inside me.


    yton was more eager than usual, yet he held back from plunging all the way in. Instead, he massaged my waist and lightly teased my nipple as he pushed in gradually. The sensation of fullness and the thrill of being outside had me tightening around him instinctively.


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