Hearing Ronan swear made Arielle even more excited. She put her wet index finger into her own vagina. Feeling her finger was not long enough, she replaced it with her middle finger. Arielle, who was bending her body, continued to play with her fingers, while imagining her husband's long, big, and rough fingers were inside her body.
Sweat trickled down her temples as she suppressed her moans. Arielle bit her pillow harder when she felt her vagina clamp her own fingers hard. She put it deeper, trying to find the sweet spot that Ronan always touched. The spot that would drive her crazy.
(Ahh!)
(You touched your own g-spot, huh?) Ronan asked. He kept listening to how Arielle's head was full of sexy moans. Surely, his wife was holding her moans, so she moaned in her head instead.
Arielle nodded in agreement, but she forgot that Ronan couldn't see her right now.
