He kept smiling at her, and she hesitantly returned the smile, her body quivering beneath his touch. Alan let out a chuckle.
Eleanor had jolted him awake as though she knew exactly what she was doing.
She wasn't quite ready yet. He didn't believe she was. Good thing he was an expert.
He traced a path from her thigh to her belly button with his fingers.
"Sweetheart, spread your legs. Show me how wet you are." He gave the instruction, and she instantly obliged, spreading her legs further than she was already.
"Good girl, now I'm going to put my fingers inside you and please tell me when it's too much for you." She sucked her breath as she saw him count his fingers one after the other.
He was relieved she understood what he meant.
He inserted one of his fingers inside her, and she tensed her inner muscles around it.
