#Chapter157
I groan as he glides his fingers up and down slowly, feeling me out, testing my responses and making me squirm wildly. His breathing becomes more labored as his pupils dilate. He seems to watch for any sign of rejection, seeing only my inability to withstand how good this feels as I close my eyes, bite on my bottom lip and squirm about in sheer ecstasy at his massaging touch. His mouth finds mine again, tongue in as he slides his fingers under the edge of the fabric and inside of me so slowly it’s almost torture. I moan out as he penetrates me, panting, overwhelmed at how amazingly good he feels, arching to let him have better access and pushing against him hard.
