The Hunt (9)

The night was black. Even though there were two moons hanging in the sky, they barely reflected the light of their brighter counterpart.

Cornelia was walking to and fro. Her anxious face would turn to the barely visible lake every once in a while. It had been more than two hours since he left.

*Splash!*

She hastily looked at the source of the sound. Adrian lazily swam to the shore.

He looked at her and opened his arms. She understood what he meant. She took out a towel from her bag and rushed towards him. She gently wiped all the water from every part of his body including his manhood.

She then fetched his previously removed clothes. She fitted the shirt first before kneeling before him with the pants in her hand. Adrian nodded in approval before moving his feet.

She pulled his pants up and tidied everything.

"Good." He smiled at her.