His large thumb is gently massaging the inside of her palm, his touch distracting her, turning her bones to jelly.
"But—" She almost moans when he presses on one particularly sensitive spot,"
However, like the way she brushes her hair back while looking at him. The way she bites into a piece of papaya that Beth cut up for them and lick the juice off her lips.
Her eyes were pretty, so she look at him shyly, through half-closed eyelids.
After dinner, he leads her upstairs to their bedroom. Like the other two nights, I know
As they walk into the room, He nods, and there is a possessive gleam in his eyes. He lifts his hand and strokes the side of my face, making her heart beat even faster. "Yes, exactly. You're completely mine. I'm the only one who's ever been inside your pretty little pussy."
Her breath catches in her throat, and she feels a gush of liquid warmth between her thighs.
