Lyca blushed at Dylan's last remarks. He was such a tease and a naughty one. She gasped when Dylan blew some air in between her legs. She felt so exposed under his scorching gaze. His eyes were burning with desire.
He spread her legs further, giving him more access and a clear view of her throbbing sex. She was glistening down there because of her wetness. She couldn't help but thrust upward to make body contact with him.
"Touch me now, Dylan… please," she begged. The suspense was killing her. It was driving her nuts. Her senses were all sensitive. She was waiting for his advances.
Not wanting to torture her, Dylan brought his fingers to her bottom lips. Using his index and forefingers, he touched her bud, rubbing it in an up-and-down movement.
"Ooh~" Lyca shuddered at the feeling of his fingers rubbing and touching her sex.
