In fact, she knew at the back of her mind that it was only starting. His hands were like hands of a sinful angel in her mind, and they explored all over her body while his mouth was busy working on her nipples and breast.
They glided sensuously to her knees and then back upwards. And all she could do was to tangle her fingers into her raven black hair. Her entire body was aching, her lower parts felt swollen and were pulsating in want of something more than this already enticing, mind-blowing pleasure.
When his fingers finally reached her sex, her breath hitched in her throat. This… this was what she was waiting for. For him to pay attention to that aching and pulsating part as well. She was dying for him to finally touch her there.
“S… sam…” she moaned, wantonly arching herself against his hand. Impatience gripped her as her desire for more become seemingly unbearable.
