He took a hoarse breath in. Her cheeks flushed and she felt myself thinking crazily- 'Is he feeling good? He is feeling good, right?'
She pressed her palm against the place and lightly pressed it while she kissed gently. She was overjoyed when she found him taking laboured sharp breaths in.
She had never done this before, but as a person with nothing to do but read books, she knew about a few tricks. Perhaps they would come to use after all.
She took his left hand and kissed his palm. He always did the same thing for her as well. So, this time, she could feel how he felt. His hand was rough and hard and really big. It was too manly and more importantly, his fingers were very long with perfect fingertips.
She kissed his fingertips one by one and licked them. She wondered if he was feeling good. But one thing was sure- she was feeling amazing.
