Ashley gasped as she slightly arched her back the moment she felt him trace his finger on her exposed back.
"Tristan... what are you doing?" she asked breathlessly.
Ashley could feel the tension building within her but she also knew it wasn't the time to indulge in any sexual activity.
Bringing his face closer to her shoulder, Tristan planted a light kiss on it and she shrank into his embrace letting her head fall onto his chest.
"I am just helping you" he whispered bringing his face closer to her ear.
"That's not what you call helping husband" Ashley closed her eyes as she felt him nibble her earlobe.
Wrapping her arm around the back of his head, Ashley dug her fingers into his silky black hair, slowly losing her mind in his tenderness.
"Then teach me.. how should I help you wifey" Tristan wasn't going to stop what he had started.
